Tuesday, September 29, 2009

cloths of heaven


Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths 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.

~ William Butler Yeats ~

3 comments:

mo.stoneskin said...

Lovely. The man was brilliant.

g said...

Oh, my. I don't know what Yeats was talking about, but that photo....Damn!

BrightenedBoy said...

What a lovely poem.