Lapping, gurgling, Constantly flowing. Boundless energy. Water, a gift to humanity. In mountains high, Pristine white. Speaking through raindrops, On leafy boughs and rooftops. Devoid of colour, In spirit a wanderer. A form, a shape, In stagnation, am forced to take. From oceans to the sky, Everywhere I reside. Recycled by nature, This planet I nurture.
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I love this poem, an ode to water, the giver of life too us all. Thanks Goutam for joining in.
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Thank you Sadje. The picture this week is beautiful and full of intrigue at the same time. An excellent choice..Thank you for that. 😊🙏
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Thanks a lot Goutam
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Beautiful tribute to the elixir of life, Goutam.
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Thank you so much Punam. Glad that you liked it. 🙂
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