Fountain - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
Find me a definition that will be sufficient
To depict your melodious silvery water force,
That penetrates the earthly lid of sunless chasm
And arises straight, holding its foamy head high
To blossom lucidly for the infinite blue sky.
Somewhere you are slender and forlorn
Somewhere spreading branches like a tree of water
Sprinkling fragile drops to keep air sweet and wetter,
With sun’s blessing, you paint yourself like a rainbow
I’m fortunate to admire you all day through my window.
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