A Dream Within a Dream

Edgar Allan Poe1809 – 1849

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?

Author: la_bambola

Name’s Patricia, but you can call me Pati. Or Pat. As you like it. la_bambola, because of Patty Pravo. “Cerca trova”. Because I constantly seek. Purpose, happiness, motivation. The lost joy of life. And I find. The sheer excitement of starting a new book, intoxication with words. The beauty of art in its various forms. The simple pleasure of catching those fleeting moments. The fulfillment in making them meaningful. Who am I? A simple, yet no ordinary girl. Fighting with her demons, trying to find her place in the world. Currently working in an IT company. Passionate about books, languages, travels, sometimes drawing portraits and never saying no to good movies or engrossing tv shows (even if I’m very selective, it’s just that I do value my time). Fascinated by the mesmerizing, exotic land of India, its culture, colours, literature, language and cinematography.

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