The fourth element I’m in blood, milk, space And television magic.

i appear after tears of sky when sun and rain both pass me by i wear many colors yet have no thread i arc above where clouds once spread you cannot touch me though i seem near what am i that fades yet brings cheer

A silent traveler leaves its mark, invisible in the dark. In sand, snow, and time, it traces a path, fading with tide's gentle wrath.

Light and airy, am I. On the sea I roam Cappuccino is also my home.

Pounding, pulsing, thumping, fluttering..I can do all this and more! Too much or not enough of me, you'll be dead in the floor!