i come with a dream in my eyes tonight

It's that time of year again when final papers and exams hit you with the force of a semi.

Sometimes, you just need to breathe.

And then, then you find a beautiful poem, and for a moment, everything else is forgotten in the magic of the words.

You are tired, 

(I think) 

Of the always puzzle of living and doing;

And so am I. 

Come with me, then, 

And we'll leave it far and far away--

(Only you and I, understand!)

You have played, 

(I think) 

And broke the toys you were fondest of, 

And are a little tired now; 

Tired of things that break, and--

Just tired. 

So am I. 

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight, 

And I knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart--

Open to me!

For I will show you the places Nobody knows, 

And, if you like, 

The perfect places of Sleep. 

                                                                      

Thank you, e.e. cummings for that much-needed literary escape.