The Water Bearer
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Show me the kindness of a gentle night...
The river spilling from your hands.
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How demure are your shoulders,
How meek, your heart;
That you would turn eyes of mercy
On the lowly and suffering,
on the poor and the outcasts.
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The waters protect us from the finite.
The waters whisper your commands,
And rush through the forever veins of the stars.
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How beautiful, I know, are your heirloom tears,
That you are empty, and you are nothing,
So we live in clarity - in charity.
So we are quenched and never thirsty.
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How scarce,
How precious is your inheritance,
The greatness of the oceans humbled in a beggar's hands.
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How beautiful is your sacrifice,
How incredible, your heart,
That you would fill us with your river's life,
And be lost in an arid infinity.
And drown in the endless blackness.
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How brave,
To be humbled by our sorrow,
How audacious,
To make gentle the night.
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How generous -
How very generous,
To show me it's kindness.
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Zodiac
PoesíaA collection based on the zodiac signs Some of these get very dark. Skip it if you're easily upset.
