Water

A poem

Water,

We are

And yet we are not

Connected

To it as we must be

To survive and even thrive

Water,

My body

Is mostly and I drink its pure

Form to stay that way

Blessing each drop

Before consuming

Honoring each sip

Before sipping

Praying over each cup

So it can enter my cells,

Plumping them

Moisturizing me

Water,

My life flows

Up and down

Like streams, rivers, waterfalls

All around

Like ocean waves

I am often upended

For my own good

I allow it to take me

And I learn from the taking

Water,

My tribe suffers

Not having enough of

The elixir of life

To drink, wash, bathe, cook,

Use in libation and ritual,

Wield as medicine

Water,

My love for you is

As the cycle of life

Vital and soulful

I came through you and

I pray I touch you when I

Have to leave

Knowing you will be there

As you have always been

Pure and serene