A Dew Drop

A perfect sphere,
a teardrop of light,
surface tension 
holds it,
a crystal prism,
bending dawn's blush.

Tiny,
0.02-0.5mm,
a pearl on a blade of grass,
condensation's breath,
on a clear night,
humidity's sigh,
dew-point's kiss.

A fresh start,
a photographer's dream,
nature's alchemy,
a water source,
for the spider,
for the plant.

Purity,
is a new beginning.
Moisture whispers,
science in droplets.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Greenhough Avatar
November 9, 2024 at 1:53 PM
Thanks for this poem of nature. Dew on the grass and in the fog is always enchanting. It is a comfort.
R P Avatar
November 10, 2024 at 6:32 PM
Thanks, Hilda
Narain Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 9:56 AM
Like it.
R P Avatar
November 10, 2024 at 6:33 PM
Thanks Jay Sir
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