This is one of my favourite things

IN THE MOMENT-

ETERNITY

Eternity

It is recovered.

What? Eternity.

In the whirling light

Of sun become sea.

Oh my sentinel soul

Let us desire

The nothing of night

And the day on fire.

From the applause of the World

And the striving of Man

You set yourself free

And fly as you can

For out of you only,

Soft silken embers

Duty arises

Nor surfeit remembers.

Then shall all hope fail

No orietur.

Science with patience

The torment is sure.

It is recovered.

What? Eternity.

In the whirling light

Of sun become sea.

Arthur Rimbaud

IMAGE

Edward Burne-Jones