Dreams

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Title:     Dreams
Author: Lola Ridge [More Titles by Ridge]

Men die...
Dreams only change their houses.
They cannot be lined up against a wall
And quietly buried under ground,
And no more heard of...
However deep the pit and heaped the clay--
Like seedlings of old time
Hooding a sacred rose under the ice cap of the world--
Dreams will to light.

[The end]
Lola Ridge's poem: Dreams

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