by Keri Horon
Heavy yet holding
On thin spindly branches
A dewdrop born
Of bulky sopping air
Dangles
Delicate
Brilliant bead of light
Clear, reflective,
Capturing, crystallizing
in miniature
The topsy-turvy world
Surrounding
Surrendering –
To weight
And weariness
Or a woeful gray &
wintry sky –
It does not want nor wish for
Such succumbing
Willing itself
To cling, longer,
Watching wee specks
Of water on strands of web,
Filament to fasten
Manifold orbs,
Effervescent in the gloomy mist
They resist disconnection
Diminishment
Disengagement
Can I
It wonders
Bejeweling each bough
Twinkling diamonds dot twigs
Living in a moment
For a moment only
Lonely droplet, though seemingly solitary,
Is not forsaken
An eventual fall,
Gravity-driven
Sunshine provoked
Nature’s nudging,
Is not its failing
Though fragile – not frail
Though fleeting, not feeble
Perfectly imperfect
In ephemeral nature
It cannot control the cycle
A whisper through stillness
Breathes
Beckons
…Trust Me…
…Be brave…
…Do not cling…
Secured by hope
It leaps
Landing
Not farther from fortification
But closer to
The root of all life

©KeriMeHome
AMAZING and beautiful, well done Keri!
Inspiring many pictures in my mind’s eye—— lovely. Beautiful words.Haunting . Love it!
The words, the rhythm, and the message catapulted me to an awareness that I am that droplet. A poem that evokes that kind of reaction is obviously a brilliant piece of writing.
Superbly penned. Another awesome piece. Your words are fabulous.