Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
Dillard is talking about the running water under the bridge she crosses. But I fail to grasp what "the beautiful dream at the moment of being dreamed" must mean here. I try to imagine Tinker Creek, to set my mind in the natural context. But I cannot. Because in another dimension, under a different light, the moment of being dreamed is more beautiful than the dream itself.
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