Froth

In the morning light

Of a dream before waking

I stood on a hill

Overlooking the sea

In leaves of low branches

Daybreak was caught

Dancing like stars

In facets of diamond

I knelt to the earth

Lethe's dirt, Lethe's sand

And dreaming

Looked close

Caught in the leaves

Windblown spheres

Of ocean froth

Gleamed living jewels

In the bright of sunrise

Effervescent and fleeting

In a dream on a hill

Overlooking the sea