As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.
"I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.
"In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn."
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Such clever thoughts
I love the writings of William Blake, he always arouses deep thought in his writes, to me this poem portrays the creation by God, and the effects on man.
The forest, green leaves and wild flowers, mans heart sings in union with creation. The earth, the silent night, the fears were murmured, and delight was felt, soothed by the amazing beauty and traquility of the creation once more.
With a heart full of joy and feeling good going forth to seek further encouragement, but alas only a human can bring scorn through his toungue and actions.
Therefore we should be aware of the ability of the tongue as God said Let your utterance always be with graciouness, seasoned with salt, so as to know how YOU ought to give an answer to each one. Colossians: 4:6 -
How could I say something about poetry from somebody like Blake? I would like to have a poetic knowledge and only a part of his strenght.
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