Poetry Corner        The Poet's Task & Prayer By: William Blake Trembling I sit day and night, My friends are astonish'd at me, Yet they forgive my wanderings. I rest not from my great task! To open the Eternal Words, To open the immortal Eyes Of Man inwards into the Worlds of Thoughts, into Eternity Ever expanding in the Bosom of God, the Human Imagination. O Savior pour upon me thy Spirit of meekness & love! Annihilate the Selfhood in me: be thou all my life! Guide thou my hand, which trembles exceedingly upon the rock of ages, While I write.....           The Poet's Motto By: William Blake  I must Create a System or be enslav'd by another Man's. I will not Reason & Compare: my business is to Create.   Back