Long ago her well ran dry
too many have tasted the still waters
slowly becoming stagnant, coming to a standstill
she traces her fingertips along the outlines of her dry Earth
wondering which was the drink that brought the drought
she cast her eyes wistfully to the vast ocean
she feels so thirsty but one cannot thrive on saltwater
thus she stands high above, crying to the violent seas
the only water to swallow tears
dehydrated