Maurice Polydore-Marie-Bernard Maeterlinck - Reflections

Under the brimming tide of dreams,
O, my soul is full of fear!
In my heart the moon is clear;
Deep it lies in the tide of dreams.

Under the listless reeds asleep,
Only the deep reflection shows
Of palm, of lily and of rose,
Weeping yet in the waters deep.

And the flowers, late and soon,
Fall upon the mirrored sky,
To sink and sink eternally
Thro' dreamy waters and the moon.

Maurice Polydore-Marie-Bernard Maeterlinck

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