Morning dew clings tight
To thin branches reaching to the sky
While gravity tugs down.
Crystal balls reflect the world
While keeping their secrets.
Some round, some oval,
Frosty beads and clear droplets,
Nature's chandelier.
Light breaks through water droplets,
Forming bridges to the sky.
Mirror and lens both,
Each drop shows what surrounds it
And makes it larger.
Some eyes were wide open in awe,
Others are dreaming,...
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