HEWhoKissestheJoyasitflies

I just came across a beautiful poem by William Blake. In his poem called “Eternity,” he writes: “He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; He who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.” “He who kisses the joy as it flies” implies to me that when we cathect to something or someone, when we glom on and hold tight, we can’t let them fly. We hold them back, and even more, w …

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