The dew dares a leap into the sun
At the horizon of dawn time;
It wills but to speak only in silence
To the warm and affectionate sunrays
That cuddles it early in the morning.
The dew captures the soul of the sun,
The reflection of which glows lustrous
And sequins the leaves
Like the pure spirit shimmers
The human flesh!
Hence, it dares a fresh leap
To embrace the rays of the Sun.
