Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me.
Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth.
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say My love! why sufferest thou?
Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
1822 ~matthew arnold
WoW ...everyone is dreamy today.
I'm definitely not sleeping in the right bed!
Beautiful....thanks for visiting me.
I would come by more often to see your hauntingly beautiful work but sometimes my computer gets cranky when I am here too long. I don't know why.
Posted by: karen cole | November 20, 2007 at 05:25 PM
Dreams are merely a way into another dimension...very real to me...how beautiful this is...
Posted by: Knight | November 21, 2007 at 07:03 AM
Oh, Iz... don't encourage my imagination. I can't get anything done as it is!
Kidding. I literally thrive on the ideas and images this evokes. Now if I could just get the rest of the world to cooperate!
Thanks for visiting me, sorry I wasn't there to greet you.
Posted by: One Wink | November 21, 2007 at 07:14 PM
Luv This!
Posted by: Annabelle | November 23, 2007 at 03:40 PM