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:
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
Wow...Simply fantastic.
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