(19th January 1966 / Bangalore)

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A River Poem

Inside the river are
the sky, the cloud, and the sun.
In my hands’ bowl is the river.


If I throw up my hands,
the river spills in drops, scattering
sky, cloud, and sun all o’er me.


From my hands’ bowl, if I drink
the river, then within me,
the sun, the cloud, and the sky.


Tell me, who is in who?

Submitted: Friday, July 15, 2005
Edited: Saturday, May 15, 2010


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  • Chitra - (10/17/2008 5:18:00 AM)

    eloquent beacons of poetic light

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  • Peter A. Crowther (7/15/2005 3:33:00 PM)

    What lovely imagery. Great poem - definitely a ten plus!

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