Approaching the oasis this thirsty pairing <br />A ragged beggar and a snake charmer <br />Noticed an oddly shaped ominous cloud <br />Which seemed to be hovering overhead__ <br />Ready for a much needed refreshing drink <br />They cupped their hands and took aim at the water's surface <br />But before they could break the tension of the mirror like pond <br />Their eyes beheld what appeared to be the reflection <br />Of an utterly demonic yet spiritual creature.... <br />Fearing to take a drink as the water may be poisoned <br />The beggar behooves and begs pardon for his intrusion <br />While the snake charmer drinks because he had seen <br />The devil's face before and had charmed many serpents <br />The snake charmers thirst was uncontrollable and so it was <br />He scooped up all his hands could hold and drank fully <br />Within seconds of quenching his parched throat <br />He grabbed at it and as if to be strangling himself <br />He fell face down in the liquid dose and did not move <br />The beggar fearful and pleading for his life to be spared <br />Fell on his back petitioning God to deliver him from a similar fate <br />.....and at that very moment the oddly shaped ominous cloud <br />Opened up its vessel and from it poured a drink of rain <br />Into the beggar's mouth....until the heavenly gift was fully evaporated <br />The beggar now having been revived... <br />Sits up and taking notice of the snake charmer's status <br />Robs him of his sandals and his cloak___ <br /> <br />2007 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bottled-at-the-source/
