Clear as the silent stream that wanders through the mortal land
Flowing endless far and wide across the shifting sand
Pure in soul no shape no frame no bound to understand
It drifts through time it touches all in every distant strand
Invisible it molds the world turns void to tangible sight
The source of breath the spark of growth that lights the living light
It feeds the grass it calms the storm it nurtures day and night
All living things owe their bloom to water’s gentle might
Life is a drop of grace bestowed from heaven’s quiet hand
It pours sweet joy it heals the wounds that hurt the mortal man
A tiny gift a tender blessing born in every land
Turns barren wastes to fertile grounds where hopeful futures stand
Through every trial every pain the mortal heart endures
We learn the truth the running stream quietly assures
No drop is weak no path is faint when hope still pure remains
The slender brook will gather strength to conquer mountains’chains
Streams converge to rivers wide tides rise against the gray
Suffering carves the soul to grow to find a brighter way
Water bends but never breaks it lives to surge and sway
Life finds its power in calm persistence day by day
Water has no fixed form it adapts to every space
It fills the crack it drowns the doubt it softens rigid grace
It falls as rain it rises mist it cycles endless days
Teaching life to yield and rise through every changing phase
We walk the world with fragile hearts like drops in endless sea
We taste the bitter cold of grief the joy of liberty
Every wound that makes us bend every tear that makes us free
Is just the water of the soul completing destiny
A single drop can quench the thirst of a exhausted life
A thousand streams can break the wall of darkness and of strife
Life does not shine in endless ease in peace and flawless light
It glows because it fights and flows through every endless night
Through every trial every pain the mortal heart endures
We learn the truth the running stream quietly assures
No drop is weak no path is faint when hope still pure remains
The slender brook will gather strength to conquer mountains’chains
Streams converge to rivers wide tides rise against the gray
Suffering carves the soul to grow to find a brighter way
Water bends but never breaks it lives to surge and sway
Life finds its power in calm persistence day by day
It flows through birth it flows through death through every mortal story
It turns the trivial and faint into eternal glory
Life’s not a flame that burns fast then fades away in worry
It’s endless flow it’s steady grow it’s never-ending glory
When darkness drowns the wandering soul and hope begins to fade
We follow water’s quiet voice to walk out of the shade
All hardships are the rushing waves that polish our blade
All sorrows melt in flowing tides that never ever fade
Clear as time forever young forever flowing on
Water and life are intertwined until the dawn
Every drop holds endless truth every current carries song
We live we grow we flow forever where our hopes belong
Flowing long flowing pure through every right and wrong
Life eternal in the water’s endless gentle song
