What, it would feel like?, soaring through the sky,

with, pelican wings shifting, as the world passes by.

Hovering over the sea bank, with wings tucked in,

diving into the ocean, changing my feet, to a fin.

Breathing underwater, swimming with the fish,

How would all this, be special?, if I had, but one wish.

 A wish, to combine the elements, becoming a force to be reckon,

easily taken, without hesitation, of which, I wouldn’t doubt for a second.

Like magma, for instance, to mold and build new land,

combining different worlds, together, may we stand.

Using, these special gifts, for the greater good,

to live in peace and harmony, that I would, if, I could.

I need a job, God!