On an Unknown Continent's coastline on the world of Terra...

Water is that which is the source of all who move now,

The liquid that we desire as our voices are hoarse and throats dry,

As its access can make or break the ancient nations of old,

As its very discovery will bring many people to elation and hope.

This is a common feature of many mortals lives, to drink and seek out drinkable water,

For unlike myself, they need this in relative abundance, to keep themselves alive,

Many folks would prefer or reverently call water the source of life,

And from the beginnings of life to now tend to be followed with strife and bloodshed,

As bird, beast, and bug all pay homage to the fish in the sea as their ancestor,

As the fish swim and dance among the waves of the sea with such glee and grace.

The colors of the sea bring an atmosphere of mystery to any onlooker,

As the intrigue of the sea plagues humanity throughout their history,

Knowledge of what could be in the deep sea,

Of what could be under the deep dark shores asleep or hidden.

Water is associated with healing and the act to mend wounds,

That which is also associated with the act to slice and rend,

Water will invigorate those that fell to the ground with its grace and vigor,

With soil and earth held together by water's embrace.

Water that holds the power to change freely between forms,

With the power to cut through steel ideally with ease,

Water also holds air that allows life to spring forth from its grasp,

Though life now can only see the mystique of the sea and gasp.

Written Poem, by Mad Chronicler