I've realized something since I started blogging more regularly. While I enjoy my life and the way the days pass, there's not always much to talk about! While curled up on my couch reading a book is a great way to spend most of a day, it's not all that interesting to read about. I think this is going to be more of a challenge than I originally thought.
William Blake wrote today's poem.
Mock On, Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau
Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rouseau;
Mock on, mock on, 'Tis all in vain.
You throw the sand against the wind,
And the wind blows it back again.
And every sand becomes a Gem
Reflected in the beams divine;
Blown back, they blind the mocking Eye,
But still in Israel's paths they shine.
The Atoms of Democritus
And Newton's Particles of light
Are sands upon the Red sea shore,
Where Israel's tents do shine so bright.
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