Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Dreams..

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloth,
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 beneath 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

2 comments:

KATHLEEN said...

I put "Dreams" by William Butler Yeats alongside "If" by Rudyard Kipling. These have been the most meaningful poems I have read aside from the very few I have penned for myself.

Kathleen

Sir Knight said...

Wow...Simply fantastic.