Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage which we did not take,towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.
T. S. Eliot
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2 comments:
Nice one. Makes me think about this dream I used to have almost every night until I turned 20 or so. I would go through different paths in the same mysterious house, which was quite big. It looked like a Victorian House in the outside. I would go through each door and I chose one randomly. Beyond it there was this bright garden full of greens, yellows, reds, oranges. I can even see it without closing my eyes. Of course it has to do with kids tales but still it was an amazing dream.
I believe I took the best door :)
Interesting, your dream really seems connected to the quote, it continues and completes its story in a way.
Thanks for sharing your dream!
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