HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTHS OF HEAVEN
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and 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
I love Yeats!
ReplyDeleteAnd...I love the 2nd picture so much I put it as my background on my computer...gorgeous!!
It's the view to the side of the house - a perfectly unremarkable view, transformed yesterday by the setting sun. I'm glad you liked it.
ReplyDeleteOh! If you click on the link to the Peterkin Papers on my blog, you can read it online.
ReplyDeleteIt's so funny you asked if it was similar to The Borrowers! As I was reading it this morning, I thought, "Boy this writing is good! It reminds me alot of the style of Mary Norton's style!"
It is about a rather quirky family:)
I think you'd enjoy it!