In the quiet of dawn, where shadows play,
The streams whisper secrets of a brand new day.
With a gentle caress, they kiss the earth,
Bringing life, renewal, and endless worth.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
They carve their paths, beneath the sky.
Reflecting stars in the midnight glow,
A silent symphony, a fluid show.

In the dance of rain, the rivers rise,
A chorus of laughter, beneath the skies.
Merging with oceans, vast and wide,
A journey eternal, with the tides.

From the dewdrop’s touch to the waterfall’s roar,
Water paints stories, forevermore.
In every ripple, a tale unfolds,
Of ancient whispers and futures bold.