Water Flows
Any extraordinary water flows from the fountain
To dive into more water, this fluent language resents;
Labour terrifies our belongings and territory,
The guns blow their bullets as fast as the universe.
This wiser nature is earned by the one not wisest,
Deep feet sink finally into the sand or water.
Our purpose is found from the book of living,
We read in it the stages of crafts and existence.
Water may be finished, but one day the hills
Speak more from it than all of the clouds.
By the help of the eddy, this water spaces and wastes,
Fluids run deep in the nature of Nature,
Points of endeavour rest in the countryside,
Then pick thoughts from the swaying landscape
So as to become a higher person with water.
It hurried away, the water hurried away,
And caught in its currents, the ocean was made
And created by the whole work of water.
poem by Naveed Akram
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