Intimations of Immortality

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:

The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star,

Hath had elsewhere its setting,

And cometh from afar:

Not in entire forgetfulness,

And not in utter nakedness,

But trailing clouds of glory do we come

From God, who is our home:

Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

Shades of the prison-house begin to close

Upon the growing Boy,

But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,

He sees it in his joy;

The Youth, who daily further from the east

Must travel, still is Nature’s Priest,

And by the vision splendid

Is on his way attended;

At length the Man perceives it die away,

And fade into the light of common day.

– William Wordsworth ‘Intimations of Immortality‘ Verse V

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Karen Perrey says:

    How amazing. I have just picked up Eckhart Tolle’s ‘The Power of Now’ to re-read. He asks that you pause to regain an awareness of Being. In the pause I turned to my emails (why did I do this? I am supposed to be considering the eternal?) and your post was the first thing I read. Wordsworth’s words leapt off the screen, confirming that which I had been asked to contemplate x


    1. I’m always happy to see someone else is reading Eckhart Tolle’s books. Both of his books are full of wisdom. -Angelika


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