So the new year is finally here,a time for new beginnings and renewed hopes.My single and high-most wish is for the Maker to grant me wisdom.Let this be a year full of love and contentment,and I do wish every reader of mine,peace and prosperity.
I shall start my posting with Blake’s song,a very famed hymn at that.
AND did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountain green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear!O clouds,unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have builded Jerusalem
In England’s green and pleasant land.
A poem by William Blake