<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351285" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The First Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight<br>and as I lean against the door of sleep<br>I begin to think about the first person to dream,<br>how quiet he must have seemed the next morning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as the others stood around the fire<br>draped in the skins of animals<br>talking to each other only in vowels,<br>for this was long before the invention of consonants.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He might have gone off by himself to sit<br>on a rock and look into the mist of a lake<br>as he tried to tell himself what had happened,<br>how he had gone somewhere without going,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">how he had put his arms around the neck<br>of a beast that the others could touch<br>only after they had killed it with stones,<br>how he felt its breath on his bare neck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then again, the first dream could have come<br>to a woman, though she would behave,<br>I suppose, much the same way,<br>moving off by herself to be alone near water,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">except that the curve of her young shoulders<br>and the tilt of her downcast head<br>would make her appear to be terribly alone,<br>and if you were there to notice this,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you might have gone down as the first person<br>to ever fall in love with the sadness of another.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Billy+Collins">Billy Collins</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351285" data-title="The First Dream de Billy Collins" data-description="The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight and as I lean against the door of sleep I begin to think about the first person to dream, how quiet he must have seemed the next morning as the others stood around the fire draped in the skins of anim..."></div> </div> </div>

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