Incredible Dew

Incredible; Dew — Clinging to a blade of grass; Magnifying the shade of green; Intensifying the brightness of the sun; Gazing in I see myself. Reflections turn inward, Cells; Microscopic bits; A nucleus As the blade of grass itself becomes a mere cell in the vast earth spreading before my soul, Touching it – Teasing it – Coaxing out primal instincts – Memories of new earth that can’t be remembered But are there – Almost awake – Sensing the pleasure of the first perfect morning laid down by the hand of God.