Living through the grasses today...I heard the dew right drop beside my ear,help me breathe oh dew! I lay on the green grass
smelling the earth, I hear the creatures in hibernation
as my ears humbly kiss the ground..
My hair fell on them too, entangled with the grass
they enjoyed the caressing ,
the plough of the farmer a few meters away..he's drenched in sweat
and I heard the dew again.

In a while he looks up at the sky
the grim look din't quite please the clouds
and they don't seem to 'un-white'..
but he waited and waited and...

and here I still yearn for the next dew !