
Think of yourself just as a seed patiently waiting in the earth: waiting to come up a flower in the Gardener's good time, up into the real world, the real waking. I suppose that our whole present life, looked back on from there, will seem only a drowsy half-waking. We are here in the land of dreams.
But cock-crow is coming. It is nearer now than when I began this letter.
--The Collected Letters of C. S. Lewis (Cambridge University Press), 3:1434
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