Written words can be exceptional expressions of the soul. They fade away or they endure. Some may move us to the higher reaches of the heart, some may inspire us to greater more noble deeds, some are plain mean-spirited and spiteful.
These words are amazingly beautiful and inspire me to think more kindly, be more compassionate and act more lovingly.
“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 (1856-1939)
“He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven.”
As these two Little Sprites like to say…”Just be kind.”