will always exist in that certain place & time in history. the second verse is about the fact that his love is forever out reach. Though he counters that with the fact that live itself is nothing but a dream and that his time spend with her is the same except a portion of it. I always thought he meant that everything in the here and now, in reality, is actually all an illusion. We live in the illusion of things, everything is an illusion within an illusin; a dream within a dream. And that how even though there is a reality, we always see and experience it as a dream because we do not know what is real. Life is vague, like a mist..our existence is fleeting. Whether brief or longlived, nevertheless, it remains to be just a few grains of the golden sand, everyday slipping through our grasp..before we know it..it is almost/ or is over..and all our pertinent and pressing important achievements, hopes and dreams and aspirations (whether you are a great person, politician, a movie star or a nobody) during our lifetime is now nothing more than a memory, a myth or legend, like a dream with a dream, soon it is pffft finito, gone done, forgotten.
To me the poem represents the transitory, ephemeral nature of time and our existence. When we meet a lover it\'s is like we pick up a handful of sand and as the years go by the sand slowly creeps through our fingers. No matter how hard or how desperately you try, you cannot stop the cascading, until you and your liver split and the last grain of sand has fallen. Then all you have left is a memory. And when you and your ex-lover pass on that memory is lost in time: like a dream within a dream. That\'s what it means to me. That is what is beautiful about poems is they mean 88