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tashabear
tashabear
Sigh... I love Yeats...
W.B. Yeats (1865-1939). The Wind Among the Reeds. 1899.

36. Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

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.


Wow.

i feel: tired tired

shoot the rapids