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We cheat ourselves, when we think that a dream are true and then feel an unease.

You can't grasp a dream in your hand.
Just let the dream flow through your absent mind.

Write a poem, stroke a cat or use yoga posture.

If we must cheat ourselves with any dream,
Then let it be a dream of nobleness:
Since it is necessary to express
Gall from black grapes--to sew an endless seam
With a rusty needle--chase a spurious gleam
Narrowing to the nothing through the less--
Since life's no better than a bitter guess,
And love's a stranger--let us change the theme.
Let us at least pretend--it may be true--
That we can close our lips on poisonous
Dark wine diluted by the Stygean wave;
And let me dream sublimity in you,
And courage, liberal for the two of us:
Let us at least pretend we can be brave.

Elinor Morton Wylie

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Publicerad 2022-09-29 21:36

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