I sleep in the sea
Abalone blue, like you
Gleam green
And silver moon cream
Shifting
Healing
Disappearing
I'll see you in the morning
We wander from our fairy mound
He walks into a human town
It's down and down and down and down
And costs our wings and flower crowns
I watch him seek them round and round
In mortals, mirrors, and follow counts
But seems to deem me so unsound
When I say what is lost is found -
In an entirely different realm