Water is basis of things alive,
She gives the birth, she has the mind,
Liquid cuts the stone like knife,
Mountains give in to her grind.
Clear lymph to a desert stranger -
Gift from gods and priceless pleasure.
Drops have memory for good and anger,
Clouds are full ov them in azure.
Love & Lymph are forged by Light,
Heavensmith was glad after work,
aLL in aLL we cannot hide
Their eternal dance around the Clock.
HtwoO may attack, may be a warder,
It all depends, art thou friend of water.