Biography Of Dew
I come into existence only for few hours
though you know, my fetal age is quite longer.
My death and birth is not much complication
It's as simple as evaporation and condensation.
Wait for the suitable condition, remaining in air;
birth as droplet as get the lower temperature.
As pearl on flower petals and leaves, I garnish;
be in spider's webs for their thirst to extinguish.
I love the cool, clear nights and moon is my darling,
cool your eyes and soul when you get up in morning
I have too many enemies clouds, rain, fire and sun
nature of surface and weather too, are my concern.
When air becomes jobless in the sky calm and clear
Through the nights in anguish air sheds its tears.
I am very tiny dropp but do the great job for you.
make mornings pleasant and help vegetation, me the dew.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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