Water

Sapphire world of midnight, magic rises,

a gift for the world of mortals

The water queen spreads

her magic across the globe

Whether you want it or not

Baptisms, blessings, bathing, we all use it

Not realising it has a memory

From where it was born

Each person it has touched good or bad,

it matters not, water flows where it will.

Beneath the ground, hidden caverns

Through the graveyards where the dead sleep

In eternal slumber

When we thirst, we drink to stay alive

Whose memory do we take upon ourselves.

©anitadawes