Pull the sword out of its pedestal
but be warned

The moment you grab its hilt
and point the blade’s tip to the heavens

Your soul will be split into four

One fragment for each element

One soul filled with rage and energy,
He shall hold the flames

One soul as sad and as blue as the ocean,
He shall hold the water

One soul, sincere and forgiving,
He shall hold the Earth

And one soul of brave heart and heroic thought,
He shall hold the winds

That soul
Is your soul