I am water—more ancient—
than everything that lives,
the primal essence, unseen—
the breath that was breathed
I flowed when the worlds were naught,
a silent witness to divine thought—
When the First Word 'Be! ' was uttered,
I carried its echoes across the void,
cradling the promise of all forms.
I am eternal—
For If I were to perish,
life's spark would never kindle;
You never had a chance to live—
For with me, your soul moves
I am core of your being and light.
In me—hidden truths dissolve,
each drop a mirror—each wave a sign—
reflecting mysteries unseen,
I am the secret coursing in your' veins—
streams that reach me back—the unseen sea.
Look at the verse in the Quran:
'We have created—
every living thing from water.'
I am the bearer of mysteries,
the breath of life and its final sigh—
In every drop, the promise of return,
to the ocean where all unite.
MyKoul
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