tread softly because you tread on my dreams


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 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.

Text: He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
W.B. Yeats, 1865-1939
Image: Unknown

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  1. Jared

    These words moved me. Thank you Mr. Hill. Just marvelous.

    Posted September 2, 2009 at 3:16 am | Permalink
  2. They’re just so cute, trying to look all butch while they’re practically in each others lap. The poetry is marvelously evocative as well. Thanks for this.

    Posted September 2, 2009 at 3:55 pm | Permalink
  3. Nathaniel

    This will stay with me, I can’t let it go, I know I read it some time ago but you my friend place it in a new light.

    Posted September 4, 2009 at 10:26 pm | Permalink

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