Suddenly, the Water was all over, where we were, there was also the Water; and the Water had got a new depth. And we said, "Sound the Water, and continue so until the bottom is reached; give notice then."
But the bottom was gone, it was somewhere else; and it missed the water.
Now we were alone with the Water.

And the Water was waiting on us, and allowed us to come; around us there was a calm, and the prompter said, "Now rules aquascene, from our pipelines drip water pure and clean; one after the other, they come."
Now we were alone with the Water, and the Water let us come.

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It also tries to express the growing threat that global warming and pollution pose to the intricate balance between water in all its forms: seas, lakes, rivers and brooks; groundwater, rain, clouds, fog and dew,
This text is a translation of "Vattnet", a poem in Swedish I published here on Poeter.se, the 26th of June, 2017.
"The Prompter", (sufflör) in the poem is no specific person/persons, it´s just a poetical image; if someone is "the prompter", it´s me, the writer.

Despite the seriousness of the situation due to global warming and the pollution of the seas etc, I am very optimistic on the possibilities for humanity to improve the situation; the awareness, and the constructive efforts to reverse the negative development, is increasing.