Friday, January 9, 2015

Breeze in the Trees

     Painting and Verse by Dr. Abe V. Rotor


                   Autumn in the woods by a stream in acrylic

“To see the world in a grain of sand,
        And a heaven a wild flower;
  Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
       And eternity in an hour.”
                             - William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

I know not where this kingdom lies,
     Or the boundaries of eternity;
For true faith is blind and never dies,
     In our yearning for love and piety.

Go for the stars, though beyond your reach;
     Imagination, its string in our hand;
Yet creation is at your fingertips,
     But to write on the sand.

Omnipotent one Breath that be,
     From clay to flesh to humanity;
Like breeze passing tree after tree
     Sowing the seed of divinity.

                                                          av rotor 2006

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