The wise man warns me that life is but a dewdrop on the lotus leaf.
A fragile dewdrop on its perilious way
From a tree’s summit”
“Man’s life is like a drop of dew on a leaf.”
Life is a dew drop.
And yet . . .and yet . . .”
Glittering diamonds atop an emerald leaf,
An amber petal,
Or a web of silver threads.
Pleasing the eye in one moment,
Gone in the next.
Such is our life,
Says many a philosopher.
What will you spend your dew drop for?
More peace on earth,
Or more hatred?
The choice, my friend,
Is finally yours…