we are what we behold blake* said;
and drink, breathe and eat too.
that is
until we stop breathing.
then
being one with perceived
floating
in plenum of space
we're simply
put back to beginning
of blake's meaning
* William Blake (1757-1827)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This sounds like Blake. Well said.