Molten drops of silvery hue
Sliding through the leaf, a dew.
Its motion whisk, so humble and pure
Heavenly form on earth, azure.

A fragile pearl with subtle meekness
A divine felicity perplexing the senses.
Leaving an aura of rejuvenation
Serenity found in such a humble creation.

Descending from above in rhythmic sounds
Gently embracing the greens around.
A formation so natural, much like a tear
A sublime sphere, crystal clear.

The pristine dewdrop, indeed nature’s bride
Charming in its essence, beauty personified.