Dream On Dreamer !!

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? I

s all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?  

Edgar Allan Poe