A River Poem Poem by Mamta G.Sagar
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?
I think its a very interesting story. I like how the narrator is so mysterious and I'm still trying to figure out who is in who.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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