~*DREAM WITHIN A DREAM*~

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?.

Any of you who may have noticed in my e-mails, I use the last two lines of this poem as my signature. Have you ever sat and truly contemplated life? Wondered why you were YOU, and not someone else? Felt like life is a big dream, and the one time you will wake up is once you are gone from this realm...this plane of existance? To me, this poem sums it all up ~ that ever constant battle between what your mind and your heart percieves as reality, or merely a dream...

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