Water's Flow
Glorious., glorious substance that flows thru my body.
Seeking more it forms inside my glass.
Looking up at the sky to see it turn the clouds dark The The roar of thunder releases it in the form of rain drops.
on my skin
Tempertues drop as it expresses individual uniqueness
in each snowflake.
The morning sun melts it all to add to the basins of
seas.
Tree roots search for it as it mixes with dirt to firm mud.
Dew is its refreshment to the living.
Liquid or solid. inside or out pure in nature is
Essential life's precious liquid gold.in many forms.
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