Boiling,
steaming,
rolling like an oiled marble,
water can burn
my skin and my temper.
Frozen,
cubed,
solid as a saint’s promise,
water can chill
my drink and my disposition.
Purified,
softened,
running like a strong campaign,
water can cleanse
my hands and my spirit.
Flooding,
filthy,
pressured like an apprentice,
water can wreck
my possessions and my life.
