A Dream Within a Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me vow
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 therfore 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 sleep
can i not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
can i not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Copyright © Annebelle Birch | Year Posted 2014
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