The Dull of Day

In dull of day
the dark blue far-away ocean

appeared in a daydream;

her rock bound coast

with jagged boulders

kissed the slopes of low-lying hills

where pines and firs and cedars

clustered together

 a frolicking stream

tumbled down the mountainside

and I awoke wondering

who could not believe in God

if dreams such as this

occur

in the dull of day