A thin layer of morning dew
coats the world in the early morning hours.
The sun rises,
and the dew transforms.
Curling, rising,
Finding its way back to source.
When I came outside early this morning, the morning dew was steaming off of every surface. It was so beautiful. I captured it in video, but cannot put the video up here. I hope you can envision it, and share it with me anyway. Love and light.
By Deborah E. Dayen
learningtolivelikewaterblog.com 
A very beautiful poem. I am certain the video was just as beautiful also.
Thanks Dorna. Makes me happy you like it. The video was just cool, everything was steaming in the sunlight! Chairs, table, deck rails. Hugs!!
The poem is rich with imagery, so yes, I can envision your morning. Thank you for sharing it!
I’m so glad. Thank you!!
Isn’t it wonderful when life or nature inspire us. Lovely post.
It is!! That’s why I sit outside to write whenever I can. Love it. Thank you. 😊
I try to do the same.