The dew begets the bud
blossom everyday
with its new expression
and feeling of nature
ordainment of life
and prejuncture of new cult
with juncture of juvenile flow
affirming a new life
from dawn to dusk
solemnizing the perpetual love
dropped from the heaven
in the form of dew
conveying the lesson
to live and let live.
A beautiful work. I like dews too. They are the sweet droplets of heaven.
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Beautiful message in this great write the dew reminds us of purity, softness, a gentle form that spreads over the land, with your captivating words the dew has respect for wherever it falls! A gentle acceptance to live and let live!