Water Saw Its Lord and Blushed
Water saw its Lord and blushed. Her Lord asked her, ‘Are you happy?’ ‘Why wouldn’t I be?’ she replied. She was happy because it was Him Only Him, who could make her red; His power penetrated, Turning the ordinary to the sublime. He made her His own. He gave her the life; Lit her bright; Showed her the way; And made her the truth. She was happy for Only He could do all this to her. He too was happy Because she was made ‘Him’ Because He was made ‘her’ Because she was Him and He was her. He was happy because It was His blood that made her red. He, then, directed her to the others, Who tasted her, not knowing, Exactly from where did she come. They exclaimed why she was hidden; And why she was so late. He smiled because He knew. Others tasted her and forgot her. He made her and shared her. Others tasted her and forgot her, At the end, mercilessly spilt her. He didn’t forget her, He loved her, And at the end, wore her a...