from a Machado poem

I really like this stanza that I just read from my friend Michelle's fb page:

Last night as I was sleeping
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures. --Antonio Machado

Here is a link to the whole poem:

last night as i was sleeping/