WHAT AM I ?            cried the raindrop
as it splashed into the muddy pond

The pond flowed into a creek
Asking            What am I ?

Twisting and turning the creek became a river
Wondering What am I ?

Quietly              under a golden moon
the river met the sea,
  and asked              What am I ?

But this time              listening….

And listening…

An answer came

What I Am in the beginning I must always be.

I am more than rain,
more than a river and even more than a sea.

I Am Water

The Water of Life

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What Am I ?
© 4-18-06 Will Hale - Tadpole Parade