Water of Life

Everywhere it soaks and seeps collecting more as it journeys to destination starting life as a single water drop this life giving fluid of such sweet nectar Seeming coloured one moment clear the next we give it such little thought as we pass maybe we reflect stirred by a lake for a few moments struck by its beauty We moan when it is wet, even more when dry cry when in rage it floods causing havoc one drop by itself harmlessly benign joined together such a powerful force Water without whom there would be no life each drop a sacred blessing from above purifying and cleansing as it passes on its eternal and endless journey