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?

Air

Up in the major's tree
The one he planted back when he was just a boy
Back in 1923
Thirty meters and a foot, take a look, take a climb
What you'll find is the product of a seed

The seed is sown, all alone
It grows above with a heart of love
A sharpened shelter of
The animals of land and cold weather breathing
We're all breathing