Why do we fall?
So that we might learn to pick ourselves up.





Aedh Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven
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.


Notes
Aedh was a Celtic God of Death, one of the children of Lir.
Yeats describes him as fire reflected in water.