Prabhakar Subramaniam

Water Bearer - Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

I cup my hands
To fetch water
From the nameless spring,
What I bring
Is what I have not spilt
What little passes
Between your lips,
Like an elixir
Sends the blood
Coursing again
Lights up your eyes
Puts you back on your feet
I cannot rest
Till no one is left.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, February 22, 2013

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