31/08/2026
Robert Burns and Anicca, William Blake and Anatta
''But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever;''
-- Robert Burns
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
-- William Blake - Auguries of Innocence
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