The Song of Water Water cannot help but move.
It is moved by outside forces,
But its own desire to move is as strong.
It flows even when we can't see what drives it.
If it can't move forward,
It moves down or around.
When captured in stasis,
It vibrates.
It is ceaseless,
Breathing,
Pulsing life.
The need to move and explore,
To become more as it travels,
Through,
Around,
Towards and away.
It has memory.
It collects as it travels.
It becomes more by picking up the essence of its experience.
This subtly changes the character of the water.
It is impressionable and immutable.
It is gentle and fierce.
It can give life and destroy.
It is the flowing,
Moving energy of life,
Flowing blood and sap of all life.
It reforms,
Erodes,
Carries along,
Moves from one place and perspective to the next.
It allows you to see life from every angle.
It's playful when you play with it,
Destructive when you deny it.
It should not exist,
But it cannot but exist.
It has many forms in response to external pressures and forces,
Yet it always reflects the endless and limitless possibilities to be explored.
It transcends every obstacle.
Even though it changes state,
It comes back to itself.
It can't be captured or contained.
It's free,
Formless,
But with form.
Water seeps through the earth,
Finding reservoirs,
Speaking to the land as it moves through the earth and returns,
Bringing with it the secrets of the depths into the light and air to share with us,
Should we choose to listen.
The full force of water forms great waves to sweep away all that stands in its path,
Clearing the way for a new beginning,
Should we choose to accept it.
Water feeds life.
It is omnipresent.
In the air we breathe,
The food we eat,
In our cells,
Our physical presence,
Our breath and blood.
Water is the flow of self,
The depth of self,
The ever-presence of self and one,
Simultaneously combined and present individually.
We cannot deny ourself.
Water carries the essence of our being and oneness in every part of us.
Water is reflection and the undeniable call of the self and the call to oneness.
Water gathers.
As it gathers,
It gains strength.
It is the energy of connection,
Bringing the many stories and journeys to one destination to begin all over and tell the myths and stories of what was to share what will be.
Water is strength in self and strength with community,
With collective beingness.
It is acceptance,
Undeniable truth and reality.
And water is peace in many forms,
Always present,
Always possible.
