Dewdrop, resplendent,
Shining from within.
Dreams that lie latent,
Trapped in a watery bin.
A mystical drop so full of beauty.
A delicate drop so full of purity.
But a lonely lonely drop on a lonely path,
A lovely drop with a lonely heart.
It touches and goes
And slips and falls.
Will it ever be remembered?
Will it be loved at all?
Dew drop resplendent,
Shining from within.
I wrote this poem in the hope of getting some insight into my current state of being. If I consider myself to be the dewdrop since it was my source of inspiration and replace the dewdrop with “I” …this ditty is clearly a note from me, to me about me…
A wonderful exercise for one to explore…
The path to self awareness is never easy.
A friend of mine said recently and quite wisely…. ” from breakdowns come breakthroughs”. I just need to take on the risk of the breakdown and the dawn will break through .
