Author: Caracol39 PM
Out of thin air I pulled the dewdrops...and set them over humanity's eyes.Rated: Fiction K - English - Supernatural - Words: 169 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Published: 04-10-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2906513
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Out of thin air I pulled the dewdrops,
from a hidden humidity,
and set them over humanity's eyes.
Currency of the soul they were,
and clearer than verity itself
in the midst of a blatant lie.
That day I could not bear to wonder,
yet the question plagued me;
deep in the well beneath my skin it cried:
"How can the last man standing
cover the chasm with dewdrops
when everything he ever loved has died?
See how the winds blow steady,
with their hollow bells, pristine white?
May this field of three-leaf clover,
crimson-stained by sundown,
bear their torrent till the moment it subsides.
And if I had a thousand of such moments,
what peace could break forth
out of a loneliness that flows from life's great tides?"
Thus I formed the dewdrops:
infusing them with sustenance
such as the spirit carries in its veins.
And with such life their bodies found
a petrified blessing,
forever in the presence of the rain.