Blessed Be Poem by Tom Billsborough

Blessed Be



Blessed are those whose minds
Can probe the true causes of matter
And reduce to dust all ancient terrors
and inexorable fate of the clamouring
dark waters of Acheron,
And the eternal ferryman.
And blessed too those who know
and honour the gods of the countryside,
Pan, Silvanus and the sister Nymphs
who bathe in the clear streams of consciousness.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A free interpretation of a passage from Virgil's book The Georgics (part two)
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Tom Billsborough

Tom Billsborough

Preston Lancashire England
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