The Cloths of Heaven
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.
W. B. Yeats
For many years I have loved this beautiful poem. A few years ago, it inspired me to write my own poem and I unashamedly use his ideas….
A long time – longer than I can dream of,
And yet that’s how long I will love you.
When God saw that His time was right;
In order to fulfil one part of His eternal plan,
He brought you and me together
And started to make my dreams come true.
Those dreams so precious – because
Without the gold and riches of this world
To lay before you – I only have my plans and dreams.
My dreams of you my darling Boo,
The children of our love,
Our home – so full of happy memories.
Our families our friends, so dear each one.
Our future – together for eternity and sealed with a ring.
So, as I lay my dreams at your feet
As the pathway to our future
And take your hand and step out into the unknown
Tread carefully – my dreams are all I have.
22nd July 1991