Estarei realmente aqui?
Serei aquilo que penso que sou?
Este serei eu, ou apenas o sonho de alguém?



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, in "A dream within a dream"

Um dia vou acordar de um longo sono e perceber que a vida não passou de um sonho.

Dedico este post à minha avó e a todos os que amo e tal como grãos de areia dourada, por mais que agarre, escapam-me através dos dedos