drops of water, morning dew
disappear like me and you
a flash, a flutter, then we're gone
still the Earth goes on and on
in spectral visions showering light
as we vanish out of sight
in winter's frosts or summer's heat
with sour and bitter tasting sweet...
always coming from the past
always knowing it won't last
in the future where we believe
somehow we will never leave...
in the present, in between
when we wake and when we dream
between our thinking's every thought
is a place we've always sought...
a drop of water, morning dew
now is me as well as you
disappearing into night
as spectral visions shower light