So light, so soft.
Yet never free or pure.
Floating in the water,
Wearing its beautiful silvery white coat.
so strong,
Though can be cut with a knife.
Saving lives,
While saving the world.
At the touch of water it dances.
At the touch of air it comes alive.
So delicate,
Yet so much more.

by Ruby ...

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To dance that dance while we are alive the water that flows much thanks hope you know