The Dewdrop

Depth– The Daily Post Prompt

dewdrop_flower_by_troypiggo

 

The north wind blew

I condensed,

Then descended a mile.

Perched on a flame tree leaf

For a little while.

 

The rendezvous was short, I

Slipped further down to the surface

Approaching the end of my being.

 

Before getting assimilated

Into the earth’s depth,

Only one memory flashed instead of my life whole.

The red flower had called me

Elixir to its soul.

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