Water

Water
The source of all life
Flows down a little stream
Pleases small plants
That grow on its banks

Flowing magic
The invisible power
You gladly give
So that we can live
Thankyou

Yours are the rivers and lakes,
the quiet rain that cleanses
And nourishes our earth

Without you everything would thirst
Wither and die
Yours is the gift we cannot live without
Be blessed dear water
So mote it be.