Dew drop on a fresh scented petal.
In its sphere the world has settled.
A semi circle of water so clear.
Human ignorance, natures tear.
Rain drops can be heavy on a petal.
Like shoulders loaded with heavy metal.
In the mountains, dew drop so light and plentiful.
No burden on the petal so beautiful.
Time for many to truly see.
Many take no time for their thoughts to be free.
Human evolution has taken a step back.
Rape and pillage the land and a widening economic gap.
Each dew drop is an encapsulated ball of bliss.
As the day begins into the atmosphere it will release.
© Deon Heemskerk 14-11-11