Had I the heavens’ embroidered clothes,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark clothes
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the clothes under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
He Wishes for the Clothes of Heaven
by William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
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March 21, 2017 at 12:28 pm
Simply beautiful words!
March 19, 2017 at 1:30 pm
Absolutely beautiful! May you enjoy heaven’s embroidered light. Karen
March 19, 2017 at 1:07 pm
This so reminds me of English Lit in college, when oft I struggled to understand sweet, compelling poems . . . . This one talks to you, but I do not fully understand . . . .