tracing dew

She lived like a stray dewdrop
that traced the veins
of a dusky peepal leaf
right down to the tip
where the precious green
tapered into misty dawn,
then burst into pale golden light
for only a second
before the careful wind
swept her away again…

T. E. Pyrus

via Daily Prompt: Taper
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