Watching water in the sprinkle:
Fluency of the sweetening splash,
As it nourishes the soul of the soil,
Is a force of beauty of delicate sort.
Water seepage in human as sweat;
Is but cesspool to cradle holding life,
That needs am inflowing by the deep;
As life is water, like water is life.
Water, nature’s leg stool of the living;
Life, the ring of existence to death;
Both, the alchemist’s mix and mash;
Being will be demised without water.
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life is water, water is life. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.