Ah Sunflower by William Blake

Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun:
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the travellers journey is done. 

Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow: 
Arise from their graves and aspire, 
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.

al norte de Belice

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Texan charm, claimed by Madrileño magic.
Everlasting radiance to which my far away 
landscapes find reprieve.
A commoner's picturesque relief.
Be there no judge to this span of 
sun on snow.
No hindrance in the acreage between 
what we both know.
In separate worlds...still nowhere to go.
To live the curse was to find courage in the journey.
To live the curse was to find courage in the journey.
Hard to evade a shady nighttime of Belize.
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Nor the familiar nor'easter 
and it's biting      breeze.
Memories for me will forever 
be a desert         sunflower...
Distant words and climbing miles.
My friend, never a day goes by, 
when I do not    reach for your smile.

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