Monday, August 10, 2009

Tread softly...

(found this while reading some emails)

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

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