In the Grass
Dew drop is happiness in a critical poise,
adheres to the grass tip, holding close,
searches for the rapture to find ways
in the dry blade to the heart morose.
Dew drop is joy with dainty grace,
lying on the slender blade of the grass green,
waits overnight for the golden sun to face,
and craft sparkling gem with rare sheen.
Glowing as an opalescent pearl grand,
dew drop creates a crown for the grass to show.
As the sun travels over the desiccated land,
the drop dries, the grass bends in sorrow.
Radiant with the innate gloss bright,
wrapping the dawn sunray the grass likes to share,
tells the dew drop in its own way not to alight,
and reveal at dusk its hidden despair.
Dew drop suffused with the transient glow,
makes for the grass the happy time to pass,
for everything has a time to come and go.
The drop will return, infuse euphoria in the grass.
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March 21, 2023
Contest : In The Grass
Sponsored by : Anthony Biaanco
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2023
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