Raindrops on roses

Watching raindrops on roses
One; I guess; supposes
Why does the rain drop stay?
Why not simply slip away?
Imagine the spectacle
Magnificence; en-capsuled
A crystal-like dew drop
Held transfixed...
Softly cradled
Betwixt one soft pinkish petal
And another...
Ah; I am enchanted
By God's glorious wonders
Yes; my human mind ponders
How such simple things can be
Right here; in front of me...