Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt–marvellous error!– that a spring was breaking out in my heart. I said: Along which secret aqueduct, Oh water, are you coming to me, water of a new life that I have never drunk? Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt–marvellous error!– that I had a beehive … Continue reading Last Night, As I Was Sleeping by Antonio Machado