Water is my food
If water is my only meal, let it rain; if water can move the platter on the sea, let it rain, fill the rivers and valleys with water and the people will come together, let the hot desert drown with moisture and fill the dried up stream and tell me of love in your dreams; rally the universe together and let all the unwashed multitude soaked off their sorrows with fragrance and pure oil from nature and natural sea salt from Africa. Drench the people with love and pour out blessing from above, let the poor wash their clothes in rivers of love that was reserved for the rich and the bold. If water is my food, I will drink from the wet spring of life and continue to make that woeful sacrifice. If water is my food for life, spear all the grapes on the vine and empower me with courage no one dear to challenge. If water is my food, fills up the dry wells and dams and purifies all the dry and thirsty land, wash away the germs from the earth and prepares the land to produce a brand-new crop that will feed the nation that lives on the mountain top. When the cloud and mountain meet, the rainbow in the sky will sign a new decree and a hundred thousand spirits will be free. The grand occasion is coming soon and my best friend will meet me tomorrow at noon .We will roll in the mud and soak in the hot tub with fragrance of time and scent that is divine. If water is my food, send the showers and put me in the mood; if water is my food the universe will approve, so write a brand-new menu upon my heart and I will show you where the journey starts.
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