To all the engineered water ponds – Lake Mead-like flows,
Those water-filled wonders near lakes, ponds and groves.
Directed rivers, collected rain water, monsoon Yoda weva,
Surprising Gaia with new infant bodies of water to admire,
As she stitches blankets to dress their waves in embroider.
Cisterns sourced from wells channeled to hillside podiums,
Irrigated watery wealth more precious than fine rhodium.
To homespun bins stashing rain from galvanize roof drains,
Ensuring that as drops of rain fall; they do so to life’s gain,
Containing water so that no drop of moisture lands in vain.