Water Diety

There is enough

Sweet, unborn water

Gestating gently

In Mother Earth’s womb

To surface upon this Earth

And make of her,

A Paradise

It is called Primary Water

But I call it

Primal Water

Forget the stories

Of lack and scarcity

And the desperation

Of condensation

Find a spring

Near you

It spouts up

All over the place

You think Prime Creator

Forgot about

The Human race

And all the creatures

That roam this place?

Never in a million years

Her abundance

Cannot subside,

She would never leave us

High and dry.