The Way of Water

 The ever going trail of water,

Moves along ever so slow,

In a direction so very certain,

On a path of gentle flow.

The link of life and water seen,

In the dark with its ethereal glow,

Going along in it's highs,

Moving undisturbed in it's lows.

When the journey seems daunting,

The only utterance heard, no.

Allness returns to the roots,

The essence of life's very dough.