12/08/2025
Dew
Beautiful mornings usher in the sunrise, marking a reset — the arrival of new expectations.
Have you ever paused to take in the full splendor of morning?
That moment when one day closes and, behold, a new one beckons.
Oh, the sight of dew resting gently upon the grass —
A quiet wonder formed as the warmth of bodies fades,
Condensing from invisible v***r into delicate droplets.
The surface cools, dipping below the air's dew point,
Becoming colder than the air itself.
And as the saturated air can hold no more,
It transforms, condensing into tiny beads of moisture.
This — this is dew.
May this be a season where you, too, settle —
at peace with all that surrounds you.