Like Dew Drops

Pink Think: “Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.” – Henry David Thoreau

photo by sininggingi on flickr

There’s a story spilling out
from a world I haven’t
been to yet.

Words pretty like dew drops
tantalizing and new,
alive in the morning.

I worry they’ll disappear
come the afternoon
but they pool beautifully.

I marvel at being chosen
to be the recipient
from the morning Master

of dew drops
of music
of stories

I will take them as they come
and collect drop by drop
the blessing of song and prose.

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