a Word of Poetry.

So lately im randomly obsessed with this poem,

And well ...just Poetry in general.

Thought I'd share :)

"Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven"

 by William Butler Yeats. 

From The Wind Among the Reeds Volume 3, 1899.

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.