Breeze in the Trees

  Breeze in the Trees

Painting and Verse by Dr. Abe V. Rotor

Autumn in the woods by a stream in acrylic by AVRotor, 2009  

“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 from tree to tree

     Sowing the seed of divinity. ~