Water by Joel Frohlich

Water

I am like the water, never the same.
Sometimes icy and cold when the atmosphere around me is frigid,
I become stubborn and unmoving,
But warm me up to a cheerier temperature,
And I flow smooth around obstacles,
Running, quick and powerful like a great river,
Never stopping until I reach the great ocean of life!
And when I am energized still more,
I become the vapor that is so free,
High and careless, floating among the clouds,
In the serene blue sky of paradise

{Poem by Joel Frohlich}