Through rippling waters, I see my face,
With its calm and placid grace.
My soul’s fill of infinite space,
Growing ever in life’s race.

Through the blue depths, I’m awoken,
From the heartache, I’ve broken.
And though my spirit may be broken,
A new spark is often found unspoken.

Through clear waters, I hear my voice,
Though I cannot make the choice.
A whisper of the...