I Am the Waters

I am a flake of winter snow on cold and driven wind. I've been cool drops of rain so slow from darkened clouds unpinned. I am the sting of frigid sleet that makes one's skin so raw. I've been the course of waters fleet as winter yields to thaw. I am the face of ice-bound lake which hides its life beneath. I've been the tossing waves that break and tides which time bequeath. I am the snow in drifted row piled deep before your door. I've been a river wide and slow to live on and explore. I am the waters flowing still, perpetual as time. I've been the earth's unbroken will still granting life, sublime. I am the Waters 11-14