(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Thinker's Invisible Wings

Thoughts are thinker's invisible wings.
Anything but thought can be snatched away
Given up or forgotten,
'Cause it's what a thinker lives for

A thinker must think for the love
Of mankind without self-pity -
Marching on the front line in the war
Of civilization against barbarity,
Democracy against autocracy,
And searching for answers to the ends
Of heaven and earth, and life and death

A thinker must foresee spring in the dead of winter,
Cold snap in the warmth of sunny spring,
Dawn in the dead of night, darkness under the sun,
Civilization in the corner of barbarity,
And the ghost of dictators in a civilized society

A thinker's scenic viewpoint isn't on the top of Mount Tai
Where the sunrise and yellow earth are its beautiful scenes,
Nor is Alps where ocean and green forests in its surrounding.
A thinker has to stand on top of Chomolungma
To watch various civilizations of mankind

O thinker, I long for
Seeing your glittering wings
In the long dark night,
And riding on your invisible wings
To fly with you


By Yiyan Han(c)
2008-04-07
(last modified: 2017-11-10)

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Comments (8)

The Thing most people don't get is that there are two ways to look at this poem. First is describing a child being born and the second is a criticism of the industrial revolution.
The Thing most people don't get is that there are two ways to look at this poem. First is describing a child being born and the second is a criticism of the industrial revolution and child labor.
Oh little babe, how did you know you were leaping into a dangerous world while you were still striving to come out? May be this eminent poet could imagine and read your mind....so he wrote this poem.....excellent
Lovely poem by William Blake...As always.
Very high imaginations about the thoughts of child.
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