I am clear when you buy me,
White when you break me
Grey on grey days
Blue on bright days
And brown when you adulter me
My name is water; I was with you
When you were born, I flowed around you
I was the dew when you woke with the Cockerel
I was the frost when you woke with the robins
I was the tears of your sister when you father died
And I also was the tears of your lover when you lost her
And your own tears when you found her.
I was the cool oasis that saved you in the desert
I was the blue mist that dampened your joy in November,
The white snow that brought you new joy in December
And the sheets of cold hail that stung you in March.
I was the storm you wonder at
I am the wave you cursed
I was the flood, but I killed your fire
I am the downpour, but I grew your harvest
I was in those hot sticky nights of summer
I was in the mellow mornings of the tropics
I am the ice that cut
But I was the ice that soothed your cuts
I am the river and I am the ocean
I was the rain, and I was your wine
I am within you, I am without you
I was your mother; I am your child
My name is water.
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