The Wind, The Water, & The Gentle Rain

The river, he flows in happiness
cradled by his wife, the land

Lovingly they move, making
beautiful streams that swirl and dance

As the wind, I would
gently move the water,
but never disturb its peace

I would not be the rain
that breaks its surface and
creates chaos for its happy life

In harmony and with understanding
we would simply be,

The wind and the water and the gentle rain...