Treasure Island

doug bentley

Sonnet 30

In the society of Man commerce and industry,
outer achievements of the extrinsic brain,
cultivated as expressing the highest faculty
reap general benefit for the general train.

in the occident, technology and imagination
wage mighty war on the centripetal force
but are no substitutes for changeless Vision
whose centering actions centrifugal reverse.

Vision is the judge of all relative thought;
its justice a timeless argument proves.
Justice, verdict changeless, alters not.
Vision changeless Justice from time removes.

the world is too much with us, late and soon*
but absolute action reverses relative pattern.

'The World Is Too Much with Us' - William Wordsworth; 1807

Submitted: Sunday, September 22, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013

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  • Annalee (lei Lei) Hopkins (9/22/2013 6:03:00 PM)

    I'm not sure if I've grasped exactly what you so elegantly described. It touched me as I interpreted it as always evolving, science and religion leading the way. I've always felt conflicted with this, sometimes I'm sad and yet at times joyful in our endeavors of mankind. What gives me hope is the Vision of my path and my own force (strength) to complete the journey. I found this poem, Exquisite! (Report) Reply

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