The Tall Glass of Water

A tall, beautiful cylindrical glass
made by the finest craftsman,
filled with
lucid water
from the faraway Alps,
is sitting precariously
on the edge of
a big, brown round
oak table.

A perilous position;
that a gentle but startling shake
is capable
of leading it to its fall.

Water will spill
drop by drop
like tears
rolling down
from a rosy cheek
and the glass
shattered into million pieces.

Oh!
How terrible is that!
I wonder what I can do
as I do not want
the work of the great craftsman
to come
to a horrendous end
because this is not its telo;
and the water
not a single drop
should be wasted.