Nature

Dew drops dazzling on green grass, 
By the field i was about to pass; 
Every drop sparkling shiny light, 
Grasses were glee, field so bright. 
Entire place was enlightened on, 
Fiercely then showed up the sun; 
Dried the dew drops, killed the joy, 
Misery though i walked on my way. 
Sometimes while i lie on my bed, 
Recalling the message they said; 
Nothing in this world stays stable, 
No men, no natural act is thus able. 
Something there was, they meant, 
To unite all, being less reluctant; 
Reflection of every drop that counted, 
Heavenly sight upon grass they mounted. 
 
Sanjeev Acharya (c) 2011

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