Waterscape - by GreenIt!
Water
Wet, wonderful, ethereal creature water,
Quenches my thirst, grows the earth, and other matter.
Sea, ocean, river, stream, lake, and waterfall,
In forms of ice, steam, liquid, the three states, that’s all . . .
Photos of water rushing at Victoria Falls or upon a star,
Expanding or contracting, and when one goes without we also fail, we falter;
Giving sustenance to plants, animals, and humans, it’s true,
Rare in the Sahara, rare on other planets, and rare in rainbows of many hues.
Cleanses me, washes me, frees me of grime,
Loving water for its uses makes me grateful every time.
There’s nothing like the flow of water from a waterfall or shower . . .
Rushing over one’s head and body to make one feel pleasure, a rapture.
Dripping, dropping, tinkling, too,
Water is a wonder, a curiosity, a mystery, it’s true.
It is perfect to meet our needs, our desires,
It also conducts electricity, it floods, and it drenches fires.
Water, water, water . . .
Flowing, rushing, trickling, sprinkling too.
It’s beautiful, but it can also be a hazard to you,
And the ocean even gives a home to sea creatures too.
Where would we be without water,
We’d die, we’d slowly, utterly, painfully die, without water.
Yet, it is here for our use, our growth, and our delight.
How I love to see the water when it passes through the light.
Magical, mystical, mesmerizing too,
To look at water can hypnotize you.
How I love to immerse myself in water anywhere . . .
In a pool, a lagoon, in the ocean -- Oh please take me there.
Water, water, water . . . drip, drip, drip. . . each drop is so very
precious – it’s precious.
Water.
Copyright © 2011 Mary L. Montalvo. All rights reserved.
Wet, wonderful, ethereal creature water,
Quenches my thirst, grows the earth, and other matter.
Sea, ocean, river, stream, lake, and waterfall,
In forms of ice, steam, liquid, the three states, that’s all . . .
Photos of water rushing at Victoria Falls or upon a star,
Expanding or contracting, and when one goes without we also fail, we falter;
Giving sustenance to plants, animals, and humans, it’s true,
Rare in the Sahara, rare on other planets, and rare in rainbows of many hues.
Cleanses me, washes me, frees me of grime,
Loving water for its uses makes me grateful every time.
There’s nothing like the flow of water from a waterfall or shower . . .
Rushing over one’s head and body to make one feel pleasure, a rapture.
Dripping, dropping, tinkling, too,
Water is a wonder, a curiosity, a mystery, it’s true.
It is perfect to meet our needs, our desires,
It also conducts electricity, it floods, and it drenches fires.
Water, water, water . . .
Flowing, rushing, trickling, sprinkling too.
It’s beautiful, but it can also be a hazard to you,
And the ocean even gives a home to sea creatures too.
Where would we be without water,
We’d die, we’d slowly, utterly, painfully die, without water.
Yet, it is here for our use, our growth, and our delight.
How I love to see the water when it passes through the light.
Magical, mystical, mesmerizing too,
To look at water can hypnotize you.
How I love to immerse myself in water anywhere . . .
In a pool, a lagoon, in the ocean -- Oh please take me there.
Water, water, water . . . drip, drip, drip. . . each drop is so very
precious – it’s precious.
Water.
Copyright © 2011 Mary L. Montalvo. All rights reserved.
