Dreams and directions…

I feel like my brain used to be a big juicy grape, but is now a silly smoothy raisin.  I don't know how I managed to become quite so uninspired, but I did… and in an effort to reignite a spark or two, I've turned to one of my go-to's: Robert Frost.  Since I'm wearing a dreamcatcher tee, I thought this poem about dreams would be lovely to share.  Here is: 

A Dream Pang- Robert Frost

I had withdrawn in forest, and my song

Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;

And to the forest edge you came one day

(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,

But did not enter, though the wish was strong:

You shook your pensive head as who should say,

‘I dare not—too far in his footsteps stray— 

He must seek me would he undo the wrong.

Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all

Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;

And the sweet pang it cost me not to call

And tell you that I saw does still abide.

But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,

For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.

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