A Dream Within A Dream

Last night I had a dream about my uncle. I didn't want to wake up, I felt him slipping away from me again. I was so sad, I could feel my heart aching in my dream. Ricky has been gone since I was in high school and it still hurts and I still mourn his passing with sometimes uncontrollable tears. I don't care what God or whoever says, he wasn't here long enough.

In my dream we were together, exploring a huge city. It was wonderful, something we would have done had he still be living. It was a beautiful spring type of day. We ate at a sidewalk cafe and chatted. I could feel his essence. He was infectious...people were drawn to him. When our day was coming to an end he walked me to my bus stop, and made me get on a city bus. I didn't want to go, I was just so sad. I got on the bus and must have fallen asleep because the bus driver woke me up and told me that I had been riding his bus all day long. It was now the evening. In my dream I thought I had be with Ricky all day, only to wake to realize that it had been a dream.

I've never had a dream within a dream. My mind allowed me one special bit of a day with someone I lost. I guess I should feel good, but I have an overwhelming feeling of melancholy. I'm missing my Uncle Ricky.

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?

- Edgar Allan Poe