It Is No Dream Of Mine

It is no dream of mine,
To ornament a line,
I cannot come nearer to God and Heaven
Than I live to Walden even
I am its stony shore,
And the breeze that passes o'er,
In the hollow of my hand
Are its water and its sand,
And its deepest resort
Lies high in my thought


This poem is in the public domain.

About this Poem

“It Is No Dream Of Mine” appeared in The Collected Poems of Henry Thoreau (Hendricks House, Inc, 1943).