Poet
Son of the father
seer of visions
visionary child
.
Guided by angles of Light
sees the light
out of the center of every thing
shining
.
each grain of sand is alive
in his eye, luminous
.
And he suffers for this
. . .
He is called to suffering
that he may learn joy
.
"We are put here on Urth a little space
To learn to bear the beams
Of love "
-Wm Blake
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