A Dream Within A Dream Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Have you ever experienced a dream within a dream? I had such a dream where I found myself lying in the arms of my love. While resting against her bosom, I felt an unprecedented sense of calm, bliss, and contentment.

I drifted off to sleep in that comforting embrace, but even in my dream, the depth of my longing made me cry. I awoke within the dream to find her looking at me, concerned, and she asked what was wrong. I replied that I was fine and let myself drift back into a peaceful slumber.

The tears I shed in that dream could fill Victory Lake. Once again, I woke to see the comforting eyes of the one I loved most. I felt so alive and wished I could remain in her arms forever. Realizing I was still dreaming, I hoped the dream would never end.

I loved her so deeply that no words could capture my feelings. I felt completely at ease, lying in the embrace of my goddess. The comfort rocked my soul gently, bringing forth tears of joy for the life I shared with her.

Yet, I cried knowing that I would eventually wake from this dream. I mourned the things I missed most and reflected on my past actions. I sobbed, understanding that this was merely a dream. I grieved for the comfort I had once known, now lost to time.

I cried for the warmth I once felt, now gone. I lamented the realization of how good I had it, now squandered. I wept for the price of that lost comfort.

When I finally woke, I found myself lying on the floor. I came to realize that the love I once had was true, even if it was long ago. I lay there, reflecting on my wonderful memories. I know I will love again, but a love like that only comes once in a lifetime.

Sometimes, we fail to recognize the greatness of what we have. The insensitivity stemming from too much comfort can lead us to neglect the things that matter most—forgetting to maintain, cherish, and nurture love's flame.

Like a kindling fire that learns and earns trust, we must remember that life is a dream, and nothing is ever quite as it seems. Never forget to be a lover, or someone else will. The same effort it took to win her heart is what it will take to keep her.

I wish I could dream of her every night for the rest of my life. The bond that once connected us serves as a reminder of what we used to be. Those ties remain and cannot be broken by time. My dream was wonderful, but it pales in comparison to her reality.