Power is not what you earn.
Without that knowledge, kingdoms burn.
Now come close, droopy fern,
And hear this lesson to be learned;

Listen, watch, night and day.
As magic works in its powered way,
Soon you will see nature so free,
Just the way it was meant to be.

Watch the wild freedom roam.
Hiding and prowling in its forest home.
Icy cold, blazing warm, 
Your powers are beginning to form;

The way of water 
Is calm and cool.
You can grow this power
In any water pool.

The path of wind
Is strong, like a breeze.
This power 
Can bring kingdoms to their knees.

The spark of fire
Has a lot of power.
An everlasting flame
That burns every hour.

Paths of plants
Are not uncommon, too,
Use freedom's leaves
To make forests wild and true.

Creativity, 
Courage,
Storm and Sea,
Magic is wild,
powerful
and free.