Univesally Filled To Get Dirtied!

Light or heavy, you have a place in me, Either float on me or drown in me, Let us run through the rivers and canals, Pump through the arteries, veins and capillaries, Jump down the valleys and falls, When the affinity is noted, I dissolve every bit of your nectar, When the negativity is shown, We can stand separate, but in contact, I am a universal lover; flirt with saints and rogues, No one is spared unless one is stone hearted, Run for shelter when I float in slumber, Look through the glass window to check my pressure, I am too modest not to lift my skirt up, Always falling down in grace and disgrace, Filling all caves and holes in perfect sweep, Melting poles fill the growing human flesh, Condensation of me found in window silts, Though I have no color, fragrance and taste, You have made me to show and smile as you, In oxidation ponds, where I go for rituals, From the hands of winking sun, I would escape, Always looking for a place to rest and relax, I am the only compound in the world, recycled, Thousands of times in the past and in future, To give life to nature, not to torture, Though throwing dirt to me is your culture.