Froth

In the morning lightOf a dream before wakingI stood on a hillOverlooking the sea
In leaves of low branchesDaybreak was caughtDancing like starsIn facets of diamond
I knelt to the earthLethe's dirt, Lethe's sandAnd dreamingLooked close
Caught in the leavesWindblown spheresOf ocean frothGleamed living jewels
In the bright of sunriseEffervescent and fleetingIn a dream on a hillOverlooking the sea