In the Castle of Heaven,
HeartThrob by David M. Bowers1454617_10151976990293518_1193650109_nthe common ground of music lovers,
God rearranges the souls.
From his vantage-point
He knows the best…
She whispers a confession –
a full statement of her being:
“I am an eclectic beauty seeker,
standing on a threshold…”

She received him as a project-plan,
they are mutual creators,
programmed to be recognized.
Under the veil of his eyes she sees
a crystallized portrait of herself,
this is how she knows that
he can grow a pearl in her heart.
The knowledge shaped out of hope.

William Butler Yeats
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
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-wishes-for-the-cloths-of-heaven/

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