An Ode to Water

Like The Water
by Wendell Berry
Like the waterof a deep stream,love is always too much.We did not make it.Though we drink till we burst,we cannot have it all,or want it all.In its abundanceit survives our thirst.In the evening we come down to the shoreto drink our fill,and sleep,while it flowsthrough the regions of the dark.It does not hold us,except we keep returning to its rich watersthirsty.We enter,willing to die,into the commonwealth of its joy.

Water, is taught by thirst.
by Emily Dickinson
Water, is taught by thirst.
Land -- by the Oceans passed.
Transport -- by throe
--Peace -- by its battles told
--Love, by Memorial Mold
--Birds, by the Snow.


Water
by Aleksandra Lachut
Water, water everywhere, water all around, Water in the ocean, water in the ground.Water in a river, water in a creek, Water in a faucet with a drip-drip leak! Water in a fountain, water in a lake, Water on a flower, as day begins to break.Water from a waterfall, rushing down from high, Water from a dark cloud, raining from the sky.Water boiling hot, water frozen ice, Water in a blue lagoon, clean and clear and nice.Water at a fire, gushing through a hose, Water in a garden, so every flower grows.Water for the animals swimming in the sea, Water, water everywhere for you and for me!