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.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
He wishes for the cloths of heaven
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2 comments:
weird...I just wrote about something similar. Great post. beautiful in fact.
Very beautiful. I SO want to know when you are going to propose to that cute girl of yours...
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