| The first excerpt represents the element of Air. It speaks of mental influences and the process of thought, and is drawn from The Tanach: 2_Samuel 8: 11 These also did king David dedicate unto the LORD, with the silver and gold that he dedicated of all the nations which he subdued:
2_Samuel 8: 12 of Aram, and of Moab, and of the children of Ammon, and of the Philistines, and of Amalek, and of the spoil of Hadadezer, son of Rehob, king of Zobah.
2_Samuel 8: 13 And David got him a name when he returned from smiting the Arameans in the Valley of Salt, even eighteen thousand men.
2_Samuel 8: 14 And he put garrisons in Edom; throughout all Edom put he garrisons, and all the Edomites became servants to David. And the LORD gave victory to David whithersoever he went.
2_Samuel 8: 15 And David reigned over all Israel; and David executed justice and righteousness unto all his people.
2_Samuel 8: 16 And Joab the son of Zeruiah was over the host; and Jehoshaphat the son of Ahilud was recorder;
2_Samuel 8: 17 and Zadok the son of Ahitub, and Ahimelech the son of Abiathar, were priests; and Seraiah was scribe;
2_Samuel 8: 18 and Benaiah the son of Jehoiada was over the Cherethites and the Pelethites; and David's sons were chief ministers.
2_Samuel 9: 1 And David said: 'Is there yet any that is left of the house of Saul, that I may show him kindness for Jonathan's sake?'
2_Samuel 9: 2 Now there was of the house of Saul a servant whose name was Ziba, and they called him unto David; and the king said unto him: 'Art thou Ziba?' And he said: 'Thy servant is he.'
2_Samuel 9: 3 And the king said: 'Is there not yet any of the house of Saul, that I may show the kindness of God unto him?' And Ziba said unto the king: 'Jonathan hath yet a son, who is lame on his  The Tanach |
The second excerpt represents the element of Fire. It speaks of emotional influences and base passions, and is drawn from A Heap O' Livin' by Edgar A. Guest: of her to-day?
There shall never be another quite so tender,
quite so kind
As the patient little mother; nowhere on this
earth you'll find
Her affection duplicated; none so proud if you
are fine.
Could her worth be overstated? Not by any
words of mine.
Death stood near the hour she bore us, agony
was hers to know,
 A Heap O' Livin' |