Parading

Last night as I was sleeping,

that I had a beehive here inside my heart.
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive here inside my heart.
that I had a beehive here inside my heart.
And the golden bees were making white combs
And the golden bees were making white combs
and sweet honey from my old failures. —Antonio Machado, translated by Robert Bly
and sweet honey from my old failures.
—Antonio Machado, translated by Robert Bly

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