Trust in Him

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Dreams (Poem)



"I bring you with reverent hands,

The books of my numberless dreams"~Yeats

How can you accept,
My life of dreaming dreams?

How can your heart receive,

My half-written book?

How can your eyes seek,

My path of numberless visions?

How can you tread,

The clouds of my imagining?

How can you be warmed,
By the sun of all my hopes?
How can these hands,

Raised reverently to you,

Beg you to accept?


A sweet poem written for the above quote from W.B. Yeat's poem "A Poet to His Beloved." Can you guess what it means?

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