Morning Dew Poem by Rosh Varghese Mathew

Behold them, like pearl beads they
stick to flowers and buds that sway;
Ready to be melted away
when the sun makes it a day.
I believe, of short lived glory you say
that doesn't last a day.
I cannot help but pray,
forever young may you stay.

I know my prayer is in vain
for soon you'll bear sun's pain;
Not before he makes you shine
like a rich rainbow line.
You make the garlands of pride
worn by the natures bride,
Before she makes a stride
Oh! into history you fade.

It shouldn't make you cry
for you are an angel's eye.
With your head held high
will you bid this world goodbye?
For the sun that shines up high,
Will once cease to make earth dry
and the mountain that touches the sky
Will one day be a stupid lie.