Sure, sure
 The pond is bare
 And so the moonlit eye is there

But also is there flowing love
 Of rivercreeks that push and shove
 To pour through rocky grinds

And also is there coldness splashed
 Often in a wicked crash
 To wake up sleepy minds

And also are there seas and seas
 Of cognizant infinities
 That we may ride upon the breeze
 Of conciousness expanding

And then there are the waterfalls
 Where majesty inspires

And then there are the hidden holes
 Wherefore the soul retires

And then there are the cleansing rains
 That wash away the lifelong pains
 As faces stream redemption

 And as the torrents soak our bones
 We crush with new intention

And also are there silent times
 Of floating in those weightless climes
 While waves above are storming

And mystic pockets spout in springs
 Of steamy ever-warming

And even on this stolid earth
 Where all we know can seem so solid
 What we find when looked within
 Is we're more it than anything

Oh water flowing all we know
 That brings the seed of life to grow
 Unfolding newness every go
 Evolving ever on

Such ever-changing tides unroll
 But the water's never gone