By Heart

He who binds to himself a joy,
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies,
Lives in eternity’s sunrise

William Blake


Thinking about today’s daily prompt, I remembered the poem from William Blake that I learned by heart in school. It’s a short poem that reminds me to enjoy a moment without trying to hold on to it. (Selfishly) holding on to things of pleasure is useless. They pass, things change. That’s a fact of life. You shouldn’t be sad about things that pass, but cherish the good moments you have and once had.



Posted in response to Today’s Daily Prompt: By Heart – You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?


3 thoughts on “By Heart

  1. I painted this over the doorway in my kitchen in the house I just moved from. I didn’t paint it out for the new owners. I am looking for a good place to paint it in my new house. 🙂

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  2. Pingback: Poem / Poetry – “Hot Little Biscuit” | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

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