Gems Of Morning

“…Dew-drops are the gems of morning…” Samuel Taylor-Coleridge (from Youth And Age)
The Gems of Morning
There you are, ages old friends,
Round and quivering
Light gleamed and temporary
Telling me of tranquility
And transcendence.
I am as young as you are ancient
Pushing my way through the temporal
As if it were a semi-permeable
Membrane. To persevere
Is not the same as remembering.
Dew drops are marvelous creatures
Faultless and loyal they defend
The right to be whatever diadem
The world decrees. A string of pearls
In a box, or droplet sized diamonds, the sea
Will eventually give up her dead to sparkle
Like dew shared on a shore of time.

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