I am weightless as a dove
In an airbender’s wake;
My very soul does shake,
Tremble,
Disassemble
As molecules of life
Reassemble
From the ashes of old strife,
Cradled as in Mother’s womb,
Yet freed from death’s icy tomb;
As I am drawn into Katara’s kiss,
As if drinking crystal water, bliss-
Ful, after a century of thirst
Unquenched; the first
Drop alone sufficient for my being to burst
Forth to the fullest,
In the fullness of her embrace,
Transcending Time and Space…
So deep within the mantle of Avatar
Springs the life-giving water of Katara.
