How easily we forget that water is wild

We claim it, we fight over it 

               but we did not make it.  

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The waters that melted from the mountains 
              collected in the basins               
              and filled the rivers

coursing through the arid West

            created worlds of overflowing abundance

 

Wet meadows with grazing herds of elk

            great rivers bursting with salmon

marshlands filled with ducks and swans

                                                 egrets and cranes

 Our use 

       our heedless overuse
                          almost destroyed that world

 

       But there is hope

          Is there hope? 

                   We decide

Wild Hope

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