Water This wonder and all of its forms the great salty sea high adventure teaming with life the measure of life can be deduced The cold thrill the still beckoning spears of icicles that frigid border that hangs on each houses eves knifing with a winter air The silver mist rising resting the crown and crest of peaks so grand the sky pierced it invites rest moist form austerity reduced The water fall cascades in great sheets and in a central voluminous roar the shear vertical wall awash the thunder never will cease The brook gurgles and bubbles in quieter terms than the brother the great river that slows and then over rocks makes rapids Pure delight joy viewed in abandonment as this cool power surges pushes it worth to all that is its confinement and border The clouds water anticipated puffs banks walls layer upon layer built on foundations of air what power to intersect sky with sky Create mass show forth dimensions in particles finely knit together the sky become the inverted sea these ships sail where it delights Them to go no bounds no structure freedom their march as they go uninvited by anyone they arrive and then depart unencumbered Depositing rain to the parched and crying earth does it hear the plants lament it says the trees groan until the curse be lifted oh How windy swept drenched valleys stretch and yawn under these blessed outburst cleansed from the onslaught carried by ill begotten Windfalls that bring residue of devils and grime from distant fires long stoked in industrial pits to further mans needs but more his Greedy wants on these buildings of contradiction down spouts deliver clear soft water prized by many who must use contaminated Hard water then the springs hidden in bottoms the freshest coolest water rises cleaned by shale and rock of all impurities what Injurious calamity would befall beverage companies if these were more readily available why drink sugar and fizz when heavenly nectar Can be drawn out with a three pound blue bell lard bucket then go to the wood collect the free growing berries that plump from Heavens down pour and make jellies that are devoured in chilled autumn kitchens by hungry appreciative children water cycles life We are enriched by its bountiful provision even the small pine comes inside for his birth and all are blest in glories details Merry Christmas to all.