I stand by a glorious fountain of water
Though I cannot see it
I dare not lean and touch the pool
Though I hear others enjoy its wonders
They sip its pure content
Their slurps fill my ears
My whole body longs to join in
The water flows out onto the ground
Providing life all around it
I can smell the flowers it sustains
It is real to me this pool
The effects that produces surrounds me
I hear it
I smell it
But I cannot muster a touch
To bring to my lips a taste
For it to become part of me
Not even to open myself to see
So I stand still and thirsty.
There have been times when a passerby splashed
Not realizing I was so close
The water was flung on my sun-scorched body
It caressingly dripped down my skin
Soon the sun had done its work
The water evaporated
Quickening the burn.
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