Behold the water, ancient and free,
A quiet teacher for all who see.
It moves with grace, no matter the way,
Shaping the earth day after day.
Water knows how to bend, not break,
To flow around every path we take.
In rivers and streams, it learns to glide,
Teaching us strength is found inside.
It crashes in waves, fierce and wild,
Then softens to rain, tender and mild.
Like water, we too can shift and change,
Adapting with courage through life’s range.
It never asks for where to belong—
In lake, in ocean, it sings the same song.
It teaches us this: no need to compare,
We are enough, just as we are, anywhere.
Water is patient, for it understands
That great things yield to gentle hands.
A canyon carved, a stone made smooth,
Time and persistence—its secret truth.
When blocked, it doesn’t resist or fight,
But finds a way through the cracks of light.
It whispers, “Let go, trust what will be—
There’s freedom in learning to flow like me.”
It rises, it falls, in endless rebirth,
A part of the heavens, a part of the earth.
From mist to river, from snow to sea,
Water reminds us how life must be—
To rise when we stumble, to fall with grace,
To nourish others and leave no trace.
For life, like water, is meant to move,
A dance of balance we learn and prove.
So drink in its wisdom, listen and see—
Be soft, be steady, flow wild and free.
For in every ripple, wave, and stream,
Water shows us how to live the dream.
Lyrics, Sentiments and Me 