Wednesday, October 04, 2006

I love this one...

Just came across this poem... its such a warm feeling when you suddenly come across a poem that you've known and liked in the past... its like meeting an old friend on the sidewalk on a warm winter day...

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

- William Blake
"Auguries of Innocence"

1 comment:

gypsywithin said...

FLOWER in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies;—
Hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower—but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all, 5
I should know what God and man is.


tennyson