HAVEN

A PLACE OF REFUGE AND TRANQUILITY

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.

W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939