Water marks time

in rock and sand,

seeking its path

across the land.

Following gravity

in ripples and waves,

water rages in rivers

and pools in caves.

From birth in a raindrop

to death in the sea

water is life

to human and flea.

It comes and goes,

nurturing all in its path,

including the destruction

of its flooding wrath.

The largest wave

in the ocean deep

is the same calm water

of the pond asleep.

Only humans mark time

with water and watch,

while water keeps moving,

no time for a scotch.