Many Tongued Water Poem by Saiom Shriver
Many Tongued Water
Water
is silent n ice.
In baby clouds
it says not a word,
nor in the great Amazon
as its power flows into the sea.
It begins
in lakes to murmur.
In rocky
creeks as it stumbles
over sharp stones in joy
it sings.
In ocean storms
its cymbals crash
over rocks.
In raindrops it
tapdances on the roof.
Over waterfalls
with constant drums
it pours
In the Falls of Niagara
it constantly roars.
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