morning dew

morning dew

served a light breakfast 
of thought upon a blossom

floating to the ground 

 warm 

      and slow 

and long 

               and 

beaming

in the morning sunshine 

that is lifting 

in the silliness of a breeze 

that is turning 

the new leaves fresh upon the trees       

and when it settles 

on the nettles

bluebells ringing in a dream

now i ask you

was there ever such a forever

on this morning given dew