MY POEM FOR WATER IMPORTANCE
*Title: Water of Life*
In liquid grace, a shimmering hue,
A tale of life, both old and new.
Water, the source of our very being,
From ancient rivers to oceans gleaming.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
A gift bestowed, by nature’s hand,
Flowing freely across the land.
Quenching our thirst with every sip,
Reviving our souls, a life-giving trip.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
In its pure form, a tonic divine,
Nourishing our bodies, a sacred shrine.
Refreshing, rejuvenating, crystal-clear,
An elixir of health, removing all fear.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
Water, the bridge that binds us all,
Uniting nations, both big and small.
Through rivers, lakes, and boundless seas,
It carries our dreams and sets our spirits free.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
A precious blessing, from the skies above,
Eledumare’s gift is endless love.
Sustainer of life, in every form,
Water, the essence, in calm or storm.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
For plants, a joy, a melody of growth,
Nurturing roots, they flourish both.
A gentle rain, a melody sweet,
Guiding blossoms, their petals meet.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
Oh, water, how you intertwine,
With every existence, so truly divine.
From the mighty oceans to a tiny tear,
You bring solace, erasing all fear.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
So let us cherish this liquid gold,
For it sustains us, both young and old.
In its purest form, a treasure so rare,
Water is a gift beyond compare.
Oh, water flowing, pure and true,
Gift of Eledumare, the giver of purity too.
Quenching our thirst, sustaining all life,
In your embrace, we find solace from strife.
Mimo mimo ni ti Oluwa Olorun Eledumare
Iba fun Eledumare
Iba Asee
