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THE DEW AND THE LEAF
the dew asked the leaf,
do you think
you shall remember me
when comes
the vagueness of eternity?
the leaf replied,
little dew
beloved of my day
come!
and I shall embrace you
under the shimmering
glass of the ethereal
morn.
with arms reaching each other,
they gingerly waited
for the golden rays, in haunting sighs
of silence.
I love this poem. The mythical way that a story is told by your hand, heart and mind. Those are views of an intricate scene, a scene that tells the way a poet feels.
Very sweet.
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot