Poem: 'Oh, the morning dew'
Oh, the morning dew,
divides itself in perfect equally sized droplets
to be able to dance with itself
and gather in a circle
around the tips of flower shaped petals.
Each droplet knows its place in the dance,
the pattern it is meant to follow,
to render beauty to the whole,
and rejoices therein.
Clara @wombloom
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Harmony is thriving in this poem. "Each droplet knows its place in the dance,
the pattern it is meant to follow,"
Is not entire nature gigantic, ever changing puzzle? Upvoted.
Glad you liked it! Yes, nature is that!
My pleasure. What is interesting is, that words are also parts of this dance, as they are part of nature :) .
Definitely! Do you write poetry too?
Yes, i do! My comments betrayed me, huh? ;)
I love how the dew has almost magically landed on each petal- how precious!
Isn't it amazing!?