The Water runs through all of us. 

It begets us all.

It is us, and we are it.

We share its traits, its emotions, its soul, its foreverness.

As I sit at oceanside, I see her softness, her gentleness, her nurturing, placidness.

I have also witnessed her stormy wrath, her terrible anger, her downright hatred.

We are what she is.

What is it that calms me at night when I fall to sleep listening to the gentle lapping along the shore?

A mother cradling and rocking her babe.

The Water is made of stardust.

Exploded out of The Big Bang, it is the same today as it was in the beginning.

It comes from the one substance of the universe, and it creates us from that same stuff.

It is indestructible, it is forever.

There is exactly the same amount of The Water on the planet today as there was when time began. Not one drop more or less.

Exactly the same.

We came from The Water, as did all things on the planet.

We will return to The Water at the end, and The Water will re-form us, cleanse us, and birth us yet again…

Forever.

The Water is our connection to all other things, discovered and undiscovered.

The Water IS all things, discovered and undiscovered.

We are one.