A new flow

Words flowed and rhymed too
but the flow stopped
and held one in awe
at what they saw.

They looked for a source
and to drink from that
which was not yet known.

Waters flowed
and rivers overflowed
but parched dry were their throats
what it was that still held the flow.

One speaks much
who knows not much
one sings a tune
that is commonly sung.

Yet there are some
who look for new words
and make them rhyme
in a way never before done
and the song that comes
waters a new flow!