Eternity
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy.
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sun rise.
— William Blake
(1757-1827)
Eternity
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy.
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sun rise.
— William Blake
(1757-1827)
Tags: Ongoing Nia Classes · Poem of the Week
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1 Ruth // Apr 22, 2009 at 7:21 am
Sigh!!
Even joy let go.
When I think about it I celebrate the small ones giving them the preciousness of the moment.
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