Droplet that turned to ball ..
seems like a world of its own, on the blade of grass..
As the wind blew, rolling it went down..
..to meet the soil, in the end.
A drop, separated from the rest, alone it stands where it fell.
A little sphere that twinkles. Sparkling and reflecting where it stands.
The right world looks upside through it, shrunken to fit in the little sphere, to form a world within it. Jiggles as the wind flows, making a form of life. Yet it rolls to merge with the rest..
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