Summoned, she stands before him,
his request suspended unspoken between them.
Unflinching, she looks deeply into his eyes,
drops her gauzy veils and issues a dare.
Reflected within limpid pools of indeterminate color
he may see all that she is, all that she will be.
Sorrow, pain, anguish, rage,
joy, ecstasy, love, compassion, confusion.
A soundless cry is released to the four corners
for elemental wisdom, for answers.
The replies are typical.
Earth merely grunts with tones of growth and comfort.
Air playfully whispers answers lost in the breeze.
Fire responds licking with heat and tongues of passion.
Water gurgles playfully, running past without care.
And so she is left to decide for herself.
Uncertainty requires reflection.
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