Water soft and sensual
Healing cleansing resonating
Sinuous and curving
Yet unforgiving penetrating

Each watercourse forever probing
Quietly waiting for decay
To take a path of least resistance
To life sustained or drained away

Abundant in it’s everywhere
In waterways the great divide
Born to breathe we water weave
The plangent ice sings woe betide

Plumes from human inundation
Have made our skies a one-way door
A wall of pent-up energy
Call oceans north and south to war

Commanders of the tidal waves
With marching orders they proclaim
Send deluge forces on white horses
Their world of water will reclaim