Sell these waters by the drop
They twist and turn from the weeping mountains
Because the sea beckons
And its call pulls their threads
Like a careful, persistent weaver
Carving out the landscape
With every turn of the Moon's wheel
Nourishing the inhabitants
Allowing for heritable settlement
And germination of generations
But don't be afraid
Sell them by the drop
Take your earnings
And cast them from the mountains
Into the sea
