Dew Drops on my Sill...

Little wee beads
Silver soldiers
Glistening bright
Water tight ?!

March they do
Motionless it seems
Hues-a-changing
Tiny and shining

Wee little soldiers
Little crystal scopes
Stare at them long
And u'll drift along

Drift deep inside
Sifting through thoughts
Musing at your leisure
Over to greener pasture

Pastures that boast
Of lush green crop
Of seeds u sowed
Now in bloom - u're awed

The endless earth
Its intoxicating scent
Enraptured that u are
U'll follow it far

Thru endless paths
'Neath the woods
Winding like a snake
Ur freedom's at stake

For a zombie u'll become
If u stare for long
For the dew drops on my sill
Will steal ur free will...