The Human Abstract

   Pity would be no more

   If we did not make somebody poor,

   And Mercy no more could be

   If all were as happy as we.

   And mutual fear brings Peace,

   Till the selfish loves increase;

   Then Cruelty knits a snare,

   And spreads his baits with care.

   He sits down with his holy fears,

   And waters the ground with tears;

   Then Humility takes its root

   Underneath his foot.

   Soon spreads the dismal shade

   Of Mystery over his head,

   And the caterpillar and fly

   Feed on the Mystery.

   And it bears the fruit of Deceit,

   Ruddy and sweet to eat,

   And the raven his nest has made

   In its thickest shade.

   The gods of the earth and sea

   Sought through nature to find this tree,

   But their search was all in vain:

   There grows one in the human Brain.

Excerpt From: William Blake. “Poems of William Blake.” iBooks. https://itun.es/tw/lYrWD.l

It's Up to You!

one song can spark a moment
one flower can wake a dream
one tree can start a forest
one bird can herald spring
one smile brings a friendship
one handclasp lifts a soul
one star can guide a ship at sea
one word can frame a goal
one vote can change a nation
one sunbeam lights a room
one candle wipes out darkness
one laugh can conquer gloom
one step must start each journey
one word must start each prayer
one hope will rise our spirits
one touch can show you care
one voice can speak with wisdom
one heart can know what`s true
one life can make a difference
you see..
it's up to you 

-unknown

End of an Era

What do you do when

The flower you could not reach

Was too high on a branch

That was too far to climb

Filled your empty moments with hope

Placed your feet on unsure steps

Brought you closer to Prayer and God

Suddenly fell into your hands?

Would you not be awed stiff

Would you not celebrate

Would you not hold it as long as you can,

And sometimes you'll pretend that you brought it down.

But you know, its only a flower

You know it fell because it grew heavy

You know it will not last too long

So you find a vase and fill it

With life giving water

You put the flower in it and

Adorn the Places around you

It brings joy you can not buy.

Then one day, when it begins to fade

You know it is the end of an era

You start to think that you too are a flower

adorning Someone else's place

Like it, you will fade

Like it, you will be thrown away

They'll say, how beautifully you bloomed

They'll say, how gracefully you fell

They'll say, what bright collars you had

and how you changed the looks of things

But you know, you are not a flower

You, will not stop growing

You, will not fade after falling

For you, it is just nothing but

the end of an era

-Unknown