A mantle from centuries has landed on my turn,
With such power and recognition, the responsibility burns.
From the pioneer to me, the last of my kind,
Inhabiting the spirit, all powers of nature I'm to understand, master and find.

In my pure state nature inflames, great power, might in my name.
To bring balance to the world and end the hundred year chaotic game.

My absence was yearned into lost memory; but my return brought my mission a melody.
A child monk of 112 years, the four elements I find dear.

Air, element of peace.
Fire, element of power.
Water, element of flexibility.
Earth, element of strength.

I nurtured all and the forces of nature I brought balance to.
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