“It has been my destiny” said the morning dew fallen on the surface of a leaf.
“I was so happy there up in the blue skies, amidst the moving dancing clouds “.
It isn’t same here, even though I can see the verdure closely and can feel the freshness of the veins of thy leaf…
“It wasn’t long before when I had grumbled and had wished to see the earth through my eyes .I desired to feel the beauty with my touch.
As I lie here on your cheeks now, I view the world with a different perspective.”
The leaf fluttered in silence and listened to the outpourings of the fallen dew.
She had been a mute listener, an avid lover of pure feelings and thoughts.
As the drop slid from one end to another, she cupped herself properly ,so that it shouldn’t not fall down to the rough ground!
The morning dew smiled and clung to the leaf tightly.
She had discovered her real destiny.
6 thoughts on “THE FALLEN DEW!”
Thank you Neeraj!
Thank you Sheri
Love how relevant this piece is to living and about one discovering his/her destiny. An intelligent post, Soumya.
Many thanks Uzoma for discovering the thought in it!