Poem in response to Good Health and Well-being
March 2018
By Amrita Bhasin

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One foot in front of the other,
I adjust my sari,
Glancing down at my bare feet,
The ground moist and hard,
The pitcher balanced precariously,
Atop my head,
The sun is starting to set.
When I reach home,
It will be dark,
Mother will have a pot of chai,
Waiting for me before bed.
The cattle will drink,
Dinner will be cooked,
Before I am ready to make the next trek.
4 miles,
3 times a day,
It could be worse,
My head hurts a bit,
I feel a pain in my back,
My ankle bracelet is covered in mud,
I see the outline of my village,
Soon it will be dusk.
And I will repeat the journey,
Again.
And again.