This morning, I discovered a simple beauty often overlooked by hurried human eyes. At the tip of a small branch, a drop of clear water hung, seemingly holding its breath to prevent it from falling. Behind that silence, there's a story about the balance of nature, about patience, and about life continuing silently.
That drop of water likely came from last night's rain, signifying that the earth had just been bathed by the sky. It clung to the branch, reflecting the world within its tiny self. In that tiny reflection, there was the green of the grass, the soft light of a newly risen sun, and the growth of life. So small, yet holding so much meaning.
I thought, perhaps life is like that drop of water. We cling to something we believe in, holding on as tightly as we can to prevent it from falling too quickly. But eventually, every drop falls, rejoining the soil, giving life to thirsty roots. Nothing is truly lost; everything merely changes form, from one life to another.
In its silence, that drop of water teaches us the beauty of simplicity. About how something small can bring serenity, if we're willing to pause and notice it. It doesn't scream, it doesn't try to steal attention, but its presence is enough to make me ponder for a long time.
Perhaps the world doesn't need much noise to be beautiful. Just a moment of silence, a single drop of water hanging from the tip of a branch, and a heart willing to look at it with gratitude. Because true beauty often comes in the simplest forms, and only those who pause can truly see it.
Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.
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| Photographer | Smartphone used | Location |
|---|---|---|
| @gunting | Realme C53 | Aceh Province. Indonesian Country. |