I share my name with a capital city; You’ll think my red color is fiery and pretty; I was born in the remnants of a Life u sending; I’m not really real, but what’s wrong with pretending?

I welcome royalty, but certain kinds of hermits are welcome, too. Beware, I need some moisture to sustain me, but water is my enemy.

I have rings, but no fingers. I orbit, but never wander. What am I?

I swell beneath the moon’s cold gaze, Retreat, return in measured ways. I change the shore, the mind, the year, A rising force both far and near. You feel me shift in blood and wave, The cyclic pull you cannot save.

When nature is troubled and taken apart. I come with the elements and a little bit of heart. Five rings together, I come forth with force. Always remember, THE POWER IS YOURS.