Had I the heavens embroidered cloths,
woven with golden and silver light,
The blue cloth, the opaque and obscure
of the night, day, dawn and dusk,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
but I'm poor and I have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
walk lightly, because it is on my dreams you walk.
woven with golden and silver light,
The blue cloth, the opaque and obscure
of the night, day, dawn and dusk,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
but I'm poor and I have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
walk lightly, because it is on my dreams you walk.
W. B. Yeats
Photo by Ole Salomonsen March 21, 2012
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