Darkness Into Light #12 — Unsettled.

The future is blurry. Today brightness and inspiration were overshadowed by the forces of darkness. Words fail me, so I offer words from William Blake:

from Songs of Experience:

O Rose, thou art sick.

The invisible worm

That flies in the night

In the howling storm

Has found out thy bed

Of crimson joy,

And his dark secret love

Does thy life destroy.

from Auguries of Innocence:

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.