Markings 98

March 21, 2018

He 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 

 

 

©Jeff Guess 2018

 

 

 

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