Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe - Anabel Lee
Special thanks to Art of Grief for the reminder...
The "pitiless wave" takes everything away and all we are left with is "a dream within a dream". Great choice of poetry. It's 04:45. It was a good call to visit you before i turn in for the night. :)
The "pitiless wave" takes everything away and all we are left with is "a dream within a dream".
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήGreat choice of poetry.
It's 04:45.
It was a good call to visit you before i turn in for the night. :)
Thank you sweet Lilith, dream on :)
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήLove it!!!
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