Sheer and calm,
these oceans have saved many lives.
They've sheltered creatures selflessly
of all sizes and times.
Streams have drowned out fires
and cooled burnt souls.
Heaven's rain has nourished flowers.
Dried up nations, rain consoles.
Water's always fed me
when dehydration was nigh.
How is one like me
suppose to reply?
How do I thank such an entity
with something dear of mine?
My words,
The waves would not understand.
With smiling eyes and bowed head,
The river would run on by.
Perhaps a sacrifice would suffice,
so I'll throw myself to these waves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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