Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
enwrought with golden and silver light,
the blue and the dim and the dark cloths
of night and light ant 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 fee,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
~William Butler Yeats

He asked me for charity

He asked me for charity
God came to my house and asked for charity;
And I fell on my knees and cried,
"Beloved, what may I give?"
"Just love," He said, "Just love."

 ~St Francis of Assisi