POEM - Sounds of Water

Dave Wed Nov 18, 2009 5:25 am

Sounds of Water

The sound of gentle ripples
As water trickles down the hill.
It ends up many miles away,
In a pond that’s very still.

The waters very pure,
As it leaves its deepest source.
It makes its way into the lakes,
Or further to the coasts.

The minerals in the water,
Taken from the nature’s soil.
If the water becomes dirty,
The people simply boil.

The sounds of running water,
Is really, very great.
It helps you to calm down a lot,
To dream and meditate.

Written by
David Boyce
23 April 2005