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.

[William Butler Yeats: He wishes for the cloths of heaven (1912)]

Elfia Arcen (NL), 21. September 2019. Foto: Carla Jakobs.

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