yeats the song writer

Here's a very beautiful poem by the Irish poet W B Yeats:

The Song of Wandering Aengus

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

The Song of Wandering Aengus by William Butler… | Poetry Foundation

It has been put to music:

Donovan - The Song Of Wandering Aengus - YouTube

Here's a rather difficult 'analysis':
"The Song of Wandering Aengus" by W.B. Yeats: An Analysis

And here's a more fun class looking at the lovely poem:

Language Arts Lesson Video: The Song of Wandering Aengus (SyncTV FULL Episode!) - YouTube

Is it about the dream of a god?

It has been claimed that the poem's story is based on the Irish god Aengus, and specifically the story of the "Dream of Aengus", which had first appeared in the 8th century, in which Aengus falls in love with a woman whom he sees only in his dreams.

The Song of Wandering Aengus - Wikipedia

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