A 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?

by Edgar Allan Poe

Comments (1)

James, this should give some readers something to think about. i don't like to think too much, maybe because it doesn't do a lot of good sometimes (many times) . SO i'll just read it one more time and slap it into Section B of September '16's showcase. thanks for the offering, always a pleasure doing business with you. bri ;) p.s. i DID read it over again, twice. even though i don't get it, i really like the way it sounds, and i like the title. the rest i shall leave to professionals to interpret.