A Dream.

I laid my head down upon the shore i dreamt a little space i heard the great waves break and roar The sun was on my side. My lazy hands and fingers brown played with the pebbles gray, the waves came up and then down most thundering and gay. The pebbles, there were smooth and round and warm upon my hand like little people i had found sitting among the sand. the grains of sand so shinning small soft through my fingers ran the sun shore down upon it all and so my dream began. How all of this had been before, how ages far away i lay on some forgotten shore as here i lay today. I have forgotten when i came or what my home might be or by what strange and savaged name i called this raging sea. I only know the sun shone down as it stiil shines today and in my fingers long and brown the little pebbles lay.