There's something about water that fascinates the mind,
Hypnotic in its passive dancing,
Wheeling in panicked turns to the tune of an inaudible waltz.
The way it ripples with each drop of rain in the cold,
Resonates with me,
As though the water itself is speaking to me,
Desperately wanting to be heard,
It's voice crying in every motion.
What is it saying?
I don't know
It's too quiet
You're not listening!
All I know is how I feel when I see the way it glistens in the moonlight,
The way it reflects the beauty of a cityscape as dusk falls,
When the day is done water's true beauty is found,
It sparkles below me,
Pinpricks of street lights streak across its surface,
They seem to spread ferociously as my eyes are filled with tears,
Pinpricks becoming blazing stars.
The air whispers to me,
telling me what I need to hear.
Exactly what I need.
Water is pure beauty,
Eternally entrancing my closed-off mind,
Drawing me in,
Water is more than beauty,
It becomes a perfect friend,
With no capacity to judge,
No way to hate,
Only to fill.
My legs fold beneath me,
my body goes limp,
I put my feet in
Water silver and smooth
I could feel it lap
How easy it would be
To keep going.
Sink into the silver smooth
Until there is nothing left
But the gentle lapping
Of waves on rocks.
When I was little, I refused to get out of the bathtub until the water cooled down completely and my skin resembled my grandmother's.
Now that I'm older, I take showers that seem to last forever.
I feel like the water is washing away all of the bad, all of what's wrong with me.
I'll go outside in the summer just to stand completely still in the torrents of rain, waiting for something to happen.
After all, I learned in school that water is the strongest force on Earth.
That water can conquer anything.
Water shaped the mountains.
Water shaped my bones.
Water will change my fate.
Water is a must
without it life is a bust
It's the element we support and trust
But not all have that tool in there hand
To a normal person they waste it and take it for granted cuz it tastes bland
People who have to go looking for this prized possession end up dying of dehydration
Don't you you see?
My demise is so low it wines up in the deep blue sea
Nowadays people in cali end up in drought
We might have to cut down on water but i think thats a doubt
As for you
Why don't do a good deed
And give water to someone in desperate need
There's a creek I used to see
When I was young
I'd go there to think
It calmed my mind
See the girls were all yelling
And it made it all cloudy
And the boys were all calling
And it made it all rowdy
My mind was a castle for them to play in and stay in.
I wasn't tired yet but cried from all the savin
There's a Brook I used to go to
When I was older
I'd go there to kiss
It gave me more time
See the boys were all touching
And it made me afraid
And this one boy he cared
And we held hands and stayed
My heart was a labyrinth for them to search in.
I wasn't wild yet but tired from all the ridin.
There's a river I used to go to
When I got a little older
I'd go there to lie
It treated me kind
See the men were all looking
And it made me so scared
And the one boy he left
And I had only scars left
My body was a object for them to play with.
I wasn't dying yet but wild from all the givin
There's a lake I still go to
Now that I'm older
I go there to sink
It lets me pass the time
See the people all are passing
And it makes me look down
And I've been alone so long
And I'm tired of changing
My soul is a tomb for them to lay in
I'm not dead yet but dying from all the cravin
But in the winter it gets colder
The lake freezes up
No one sees me as I walk holding my cup
I breathe it in and someone whispers to me deeply
"Honey we're all flyin through life, so stay an evening"
There are two things that comfort
Let’s see if you figure it out
They consume me, lock me in
They are both the darkness and the light
It makes me come alive and is safe
It traps me, drowns me
I’m not scared
It’s full of ecstasy, gasping for air
It can fill up any space
There is some panic
Feel the rain, feel the beat
The screams, sounds
The clean, the cold
I’m not sure why it fills me
I’m drowning in it all
I just take the leap
Let it happen
It’s freeing, gets rid of all the pain
The kind that no one can see
Washes out the night
All that remains is melody
Somewhere in the distance
I see you standing there
I wish I were laughing too
Your smile takes my breath
Away I’ll go
And inside I’m screaming
But you won’t hear it
Under the lakes and rivers
Are the silent sounds
The aches are drowned out
The rest is perfect noise
You can’t see the tears I’ve cried
Or hear the screams I hide
But just you wait
Til I breathe
To sing out the words
That I always need to say
The ones I keep hidden
You’ll hear them, someday
When the storm is gone
And the air is clear
All I needed
Was for you
Have you felt the essence of water
as she slips through your fingers?
She is wild and invigorating
~She is spiritual~
She sustains life and is sacred
She's both inspirational and moody
Divinely speaks in beautiful mystery
At times she will awaken
All tranquility is disturbed
She gently cleanses both hands and souls
Quietly waters your gardens in Eden
Fiercely drowns your private Hells
The essence of water
as she slips through your fingers
is wild and invigorating
~She is transforming~