Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Tread Softly ... [A Random Poem]

A classic poem from WB Yeats

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.

[WB Yeats, 1888]

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for reminding me that that poem existed, I love it but haven't heard it for a long time.