Without it, life is nothing but illusion.

No conscious in the cosmos.

Forests cannot be animated,

they remain barren wastelands.

 

A bountiful fruit,

that practically engulfs Earth,

lets the fish breathe,

and quenches humanities’ thirst.

 

Wash away the impurities.

Cleanse my body.

A sweet mother’s caress

sustains me. Emotionless.

 

Embraced by its cool touch,

I’m free.

Does gravity exist?

I can move in any degree.

 

A never-ending cycle of replenishment,

to reach all in need.

From the tips of mountains,

To the dips of valleys.

 

The ally of all life.

To make grass greener.

A peaceful rain soothes

the most hateful demeanor.

 

Pouring from the sky,

and seeping through the cracks,

the Earth takes a sip,

its creatures rejoice and relax.

 

Life is simply breathtaking,

and water gives lungs air.

Our existence is amazing,

H20, my originator, I am praising.