Below is the poem entitled Water’s long journey which was written by poet
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Interesting to learn that all the water on earth is all the water the earth has ever had.
That it takes thousands of years for water to complete its long journey.
It rises from the sea and lakes and ponds and rivers and puddles at the beckoning of the
sun at the beginning of each day as morning mist.
Many trillions of water molecules rising and uniting to form the clouds we see floating
above us like so many strange air ships in every shape and size beautiful and majestic
in the sun light.
Some of the heaver clouds touch the mountain tops tearing open like the titanic hitting
the ice burg only quietly and gently depositing cool refreshment for all that live below
while still other ships of mist sail away on a sea of air hopefully to replenish some
parched parcel of earth with the wet life giving bounty stored in their holds.
Still the other Man of War clouds heavy and black are moving fast with seemingly willful
recklessness and they crash and storm and deluge the already water laden land below
bloating and roiling it to destruction.
When at last down into the earth the journey continues geologically slowly now as the
water is filtered clean and once again travels on to the rivers then on to the lakes and
seas a journey of several millennia repeating again and again refreshing all life on earth.
The same water that has flowed over the world’s most majestic falls for eons of time.
The same water the dinosaurs drank. The same water the giant trees drank up even
before the dinosaurs. The same water our first ancestors drank.
Consider too that most of our body weight is water. Apparently we are not as young as
we may think.
Drink up and enjoy that glass of whisky or wine or beer or coffee or milk or juice or just
plain water secure in the knowledge that we truly are of the same stuff as the ancients.