Circa 1803, British poet William Blake wrote, in Auguries of Innocence, four lines which to this day invariably catch my eye and tweak my imagination.
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
He said a lot with those twenty-nine words about that other world, the world ‘out there’ that is within but still separate from the world ‘in here,’ the world where H. sapiens rules with both an iron fist and a shriveled soul.
So, to be brief, following are a handful of this last week’s episodic moments from each of the two realms. To my eye, there’s no question as to which allows an eternity in an hour and which does not, and the choice is extremely simple. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong!
Last week in the world ‘Out There’
Late last week while taking a leisurely stroll around a lake, I spotted a Cormorant standing on a rock some fifty yards from the shore. He looked photogenic, so I got the camera out and zoomed in on him, hoping he wouldn’t notice. Below are three shots: the first, a peaceful profile. He must have heard something, though, and started looking around. Then he caught me, barehanded, looked me square in the eye. I guess I must not have been perceived a threat, given that after a moment’s glance he looked away, stayed put on the rock, and continued with Cormorant routine business.
The brief encounter with the Cormorant reminded me of something Robert Burns once wrote, words that pretty much summed up my impressions on the matter.
“Still thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me
The present only toucheth thee:
But, Och! I backward cast my e’e.
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!”
(For more of the “guess an’ fear” option, see below)
Next up, a view of that other world, the one to which we have become slaves. No pix in or of this one — ain’t nothing much worth looking at anyway. Best to settle for only the words, and in the process be reminded that it’s too bad so many modern hominids (humanoids?) who so recklessly toss words around don’t have much if anything salient to say. Wonder why that is? Oh well, as someone once said, there are some things we’re just not meant to know. Anyway, here goes nothing. So to speak.
Last week in the world ‘In Here’
And finally, last but by no means least,
There. Both worlds essentially summed, albeit briefly. Still, methinks the message embedded is clear — to my eyes, at least.