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
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So beautiful, both the picture and the poem. The photograph could be the setting of one of Hopper's pictures, reminds me of Nighthawks, or Magritte or even Paul Delvaux...
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