Language

Ever wonder whether water is the mother of all languages

The intrinsic simplicity of H2O
feeds the sophisticated forms of what we call life
the ultimate puzzle connected via water
every second along
every cell within

The language is understood
by anything among the earth, the sea and the sky
The language is communicated
among all four seasons through
the light-hearted white cloud
the sobbing rain
the angry hail
the ever so poetic snow
and the splendid
blue sky at its most elegance
and the majestic of all
blue sea as the ultimate epic
that tells all
the ever evolving life of our planet
with dialects from creeks and streams
with accent from waterfalls
with songs sang by rivers from different lands 
Even in the deserts
where language is used so sparsely
the roots of cactus are murmuring underground

Seasonal, might be another attribute
not seen in other languages
chatty in some, frozen or disappeared in other