The Beauty Hidden in a Drop of Dew

The water droplets dangled gently on the tips of the thorns, like tiny jewels born from the embrace of the rain. In the dim morning light, they glistened reflecting the life that quietly breathed among the green leaves. Each droplet carried a story of coolness, of a sky that had just cried, of a land smiling again after a long thirst.

I drew closer, gazing at the reflection of the small world trapped there. In the droplets, I could see the reflection of the sky, the leaves, and even myself, admiring the simple wonder of nature. Nothing grandiose, nothing excessive just a harmony born from the balance between water, air, and light.

The stem was thorny, but beneath its sharpness, it held a calming tenderness. Like life, there are thorns on every journey, but there is also a hidden coolness for those willing to look closer. Sometimes we just need to pause, look down, and realize that beauty isn't always at the top of a mountain or beyond the horizon sometimes it's in a dewdrop clinging to a tiny thorn in the yard.

The rain had gone, leaving behind a barely perceptible trace of beauty. Nature calms itself, and in that silence I find a peace that's hard to explain. The drops of water that will soon fall to the ground are more than just water they're a journey from the sky, a reminder of an unending cycle. In this silence, I learn that even the simplest things can be a mirror to a soul searching for meaning.

Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.

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