My name is Pandora
 

I am the trees that flourish in their green, above the large rivers and under the embracing, giant blue sky, beneath the sight of the thundering rocks; I am the endless flows and blows of the soft breeze and the hurricane, I am the light in the darkness, I am the force that shapes mountains into arches. I am the solitary, I am the populated, I am alive and I host all life.

I am the spirit and the energy, I am the unconstrained and brutal drive of the elements, but also the delicate and complex vitality of nature.

I am one, I am great, yet a servant of all those smaller than me.

My name is Pandora.

Those who know me well call me Eywa.

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I never knew where to place my poetic prose. This time it goes here.

As of late, I've become obsessed with the idea of capturing the power and greatness of the natural.

This is my first attempt. Short, but...

Sounds quite nice, good work in my opinion :)