Literature
The Dreams We Keep
What deep-set dreams we keep, lest others pry -
As if to say that silence guards them best,
And keeps them most alive - there in my breast,
In silence born, and therein left to lie;
But not unknown, not they - for I had slept
As men and gods alike did haply dream,
And dreaming, knew of all my deepest dreams
Ere I. Thus, any hopes I hereby dress -
Desires bespoke, if not, in truth, confessed -
Shall mark me as a puppet born and bought
To shoulder wishes men themselves forgot,
Not knowing which are more and which are less
My own. A bastion, then, of debts and dues -
As others dreamt, I dream - and dreaming, lose.