In depths unseen, a silent dance,
Yet shapes the earth with subtle trance.
It quenches thirst, yet leaves no trace,
A mirror to the sky's embrace.
In rivers wild, it finds its course,
A silent driver, quiet force.
In every storm, it takes its stand,
Yet yields to none, as grains of sand.
In every form, it holds its sway,
From icy peaks to sunlit bay.
What am I, elusive yet clear?
A timeless essence, always near.
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For in this riddle, truths abide.
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