Richard Pelletier's Photography Journal

{ writer + photographer }

Photography gallery online

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

by

Had I the heaven's 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