Saturday, December 25, 2010

Aedh Wishes For The 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, The Wind Among The Reeds, 1899.

If you only knew...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Your riches, and gold lay within your heart. So willing to lay everything on the line for love. Your heart is golden adn those touched by it will forever feel the life. ~pickle