Dewdrop

I stared at a blade of grass

with a dewdrop on its tip

anf on its dewy crown

I watched a rainbow shift

 

I stared for so long a time

and moved only from my place

to let its sparkling mysteries

fall upon another's face

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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