Monday, September 23, 2013

Of that dew drop



By Renton de Alwis

This lovely Monday morn,
in the garden of my mind  
I heard a dew drop call,
with a whisper in my ear, it said
"I want to tell you a secret,
the secret of my life,
it's about how I stay bold
seeing those rays of the sun
begin to ooze within me with might"

I stayed still to grasp 
that truth, that moment 
of wonder and,
with closed eyes I saw,
in that very instance,
how a soft wind blew it off.


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