Molecules and electrons circulating in wild, congruent, invisible patterns settling where it will in a pool to wait as the gorge is gouged deep enough to take it all the way to some bottom.
Water knows how to be a sage.
Seeking a level down below where it is given over in service to the thirsty Disappearing at midsummer, elusive as various amphibians' breeding cycles or migration habits between mud and the clouds. How I admire water. If only it's fluidity extended throughout, flooding all the cavities that separate my molecules from yours. A simple joy decent benefit of the union in the 3rd dimension.