Water

water the world before anything else came along from the water, i heard record of things old and new they unveil them to me with its tingling sounds the piano nature's hands have played since creation began if there is anything i wish my poem to flow, it would be water - in the stream, river, sea, waterfall, under the ice, wherever it is, water that harbours a life of its own and within it a million lives - seeps its way into everybody's heart it fools all agelbra master with its agility the only medium that can take any shape any form vapour, snow and ice if there is anything i wish my poem to run it would be the water splashing, streaming, swirling, splitting, spilling, cornering, dancing down reader's heart water, in it are secrets of news both good and bad - of the present, of the future - if you would just let your heart, soul and mind flow with its rhythm you could hear it playing out all the secrets it held since the beginning of time in the most delightful tune