The First Dewdrop

As the first dewdrop,

Fell of that leaf,

Nature was alive once more,

From Mountain to coral reef.

It was the first dewdrop,

That nourished the Earth,

That harvested the land,

For renewal and joyful rebirth.

The sound of the first dewdrop,

Awoke nature from its slumber,

It was a time for awakening,

The bounties of Mother Earth,

It was a time to cast of death and decay,

A time for new life, renewal, and rebirth.

As the first dewdrop glided down the leaf,

It was a moment of symphonic perfection,

The beauty of time and magical creation.

As the dewdrop kissed the lush earth,

Creation was built-in magic and mirth.

The sound of the dewdrop was nature’s melody,

Sung with love, in romance, and in perfect harmony.

As the first dewdrop,

Fell of that leaf,

Nature was alive once more,

From Mountain to coral reef.

The wonders of creation beyond belief,

Are alive in nature from tree to leaf.