A Drop of Water...

(The Dewdrop) 

she travels through the dark sky

carrying the love of the clouds

within her heart

created by nature

she travels to the world

borne by the emerald green leaf

with utmost care

she is not a drop of tear 

she is not the diamond that she appears

a pure drop of crystal clear water

smiling she sat at the dawn's alter

she has only a few hours

sitting on the leaf or the flower

small and shining

a morning glory

perpetually beautiful yet transitory 

she is not an illusion 

causing no delusion

even though momentary 

she has her own identity

a small little dewdrop

an absolute distinct entity

©®Madhumita