Master Vs. Wizard

How the cloud shape each day, then I would lit up a smoke to stay. How the light shadows each sight, then I would play to seek the night. How the fire beckon eternity, then i would cast my dreams into reality. How the water becomes holy, then i would plant another lily. How the darkness take away my age, then i would use to be on the edge. How the love overwhelms the body and soul, then I would have a meal by my cook. But i see none what i am made to do. Maybe just a little bit closer to look into myself. In this jungle full of tasks. And i would find myself in each mill I find hope.