wellspring: an ode to the step well at Visthar (Bangalore)

given up on

labelled barren

dry

useless

a failure

and left alone

she had thrived

and grown herself

a garden

a forest even

complete with

a peepal tree

sprouting from

her stone walls

holding her tight

showering her

with leaves

written over

with poems

for her and

all who find

themselves

spiralling

unravelling

only to be held

firmly on her

soft soil

inside her emptiness

that deemed

wasteful

became

for many

a wellspring.