Peace is an attitude

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About Me

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths
Enwrought with golden and silver light...
I would spread the cloths under you 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.

All I have are dreams (not stolen from kings, but merely my own).
So in the stead of the heavenly velvet, I lay down these, My dreams, For your path.
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.