lets of drops (7/7/24)

droplets
lets of drops
waiting to drop,
it could be quite a while
before they take the plunge
and fall,
gravity will have its way
all in all
by the end of the day,
but for now they cling
surface tension
their very own holdfast
while they capture
and accumulate reflections
to their clear and present state,
they wait
masters to the art
dangling
daring
a teaser on the edge
of time,
their fate they are
resigned,
but not just yet;
droplets
lets of drops
contemplate the drop
how high
how low
far to come
not far to go
no leaping or diving
weeping or shying
held in dramatic pause
masters of illusion
bound to their conclusion
hanging in the balance
their uninvited challenge,
now’s your chance,
was that a second glance?

© robert greig