A crystal tear upon the rose,
A gushing torrent, strength it shows.
A silent lake, reflecting sky,
A whispering stream, that trickles by.
It carves the canyons, vast and deep,
And sculpts the shore where creatures sleep.
A swirling vortex, dark and strong,
A gentle rain, in soothing song.
It quenches thirst in desert sands,
A lifeblood coursing through the lands.
A canvas vast, for moonlit gleam,
A mirror shattered, in a rushing stream.
Water, ever-changing, ever free,
A force of nature, wild and sea.
From mountain peak to ocean's roar,
Water's dance, forevermore.
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