A Cold Morning Observation- Alex Haag (’20)
September 24, 2018
The dew drops on the mountain
Cling, frozen to green shoots
Not by cold,
Though the air is frigid,
But by time,
As if these drops of dew
Are not subject to the natural laws
Of the universe.
Hence they sparkle on
Shining stars of the morn
These dew drops of water pure
Will not stay forever
(Though time, their master, favors them)
In hours, or minutes, or seconds the sun
Will dry them
And these wonderful capsules
Will shine no more.
The sun’s light gives them starry birth
Yet ends their twinkling too
The stars of the morning,
The light glistening on shoots of green grass,
The ordinary,
Taken for granted,
But so unique and special at heart
For a drop of dew is not simply water,
It is a drop of sunshine,
Mixed with some of nature’s magic
All around you