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!
О God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
О God! can I not save
_One from_ the pitiless wave?
Is _all_ that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
(1827-1849)
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Using your words, a lot of beauty within your lyrics 🙂
Lovely poem
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Wow, beautiful music and video. And how amazing to have the spoken words instead of singing them. Is it you speaking?
Such heavenly music.. and wonderful to hear the poetic words within your language spoken.. Knowing of their content, makes them ripple gently over my mind, like the waves upon the shore.. Many thanks my friend.. 🙂
Wishing you a wonderful Week 🙂 Sue
So beautiful! Thank you for sharing this with us.
Your words flow beautifully though this poem.
Very beautiful!
This is astoundingly beautiful!! <3 …
Soooooo beautiful!
A very sad poem, but such is life.
Wonderful! 🙂 Sending you my very best wishes for Easter.