The Life of a Dewdrop

I have never seen how you were born
but I've seen how you are shining
in the early morning
Ageless and nameless
but support countless unseen lives
Timeless and peaceful
You must have seen enough of our lives
generation after generation
passing by or staring at you for a moment
Even the blade of grass you were sleeping on yesterday
might not be able to call you out
from brothers and sisters of yours
But regardless
you still present the best of yourself every time
without any one noticing
let alone remembering