A Dream Within A Dream

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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?

Edgar Allan Poe

The flower who refused to bloom

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Untangle your Mind

She was a flower who refused to bloom,
Beautiful yet unassuming.
Many had wanted to touch her,
But she pricked them with her thorns.
At times when the rays of sunlight would touch her,
She would raise her face to the sun.
And I swear-
Even the skies would cry at her beauty
Begging her to slowly bloom.

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When the lamplight of the Sun
First touched the dark
And rolling, sighing, seeking wave
First kissed the land
When the first drop of rain
Met the very first leaf
That moment God chose you
And intended you for me
When that tiny living globe
Formed in the dark
And with the rhythm of time and space
First beat your heart
When God knit your limbs
And gave breath to your lungs
Your days he ordained
And intended you for me
All praise to our God
Who created all things
Who gave us life and gave us life again
Who came here this day
To create us anew
To take two hearts and meld them into one
From the moment that my eyes
First saw your face
And when you with an angel’s voice
First spoke my name
When you first took my hand
Heaven’s voice seemed to say
That before earth’s foundation
He intended you for me
                                                                                           Erin E M Hatton

With love,
Eye Candy