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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?

A Dream within a Dream by Edgar Allan Poe is one of my favorite poems of all time.  It reflects on the impermanence of our life on Earth and how no matter how tightly you may try to 'clasp golden grains of sand' in life, they too will slip away. Just something to think about when you get too caught up in the trivial matters in life.  -Atheeqa Aijaz

 

 

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