Each several chamber bless.. through this palace with sweet peace

“Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania..”

”　It is not night when I do see your face,
Therefore I think I am not in the night;

Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company,
For you in my respect are all the world:

Then how can it be said I am alone,
When all the world is here to look on me?　”

”　The iron tongue of Midnight hath
told twelve lovers, to bed; 'tis
almost fairy time. I fear we
shall outstep the coming morn
as much as we this night over-watch'd.　”

”　Now, until the break of the day,

Through this house each fairy stray.

To the best bride-bed will we,

Which by us shall blessed be;

And the issue there create

Ever shall be fortunate.

So shall all the couples three 

Ever true in loving be. 

Each several chamber bless

Through this palace with sweet peace;

Ever shall in safety rest,

And the owner of it blest.

Trip away, make no stay;

Meet me all by break of day.　”


"A Midsummer Night's Dream"

" A Book " of Revelation : Prologue..

I am constantly haunted by images by night.

It's been chasing me through the night while I was sleeping,
even during the day time while sitting on the train, singing, playing a guitar, cooking..
any time when I am awake or asleep..

Now I can see the clearly the "Vision" of What William Blake sees..

William Blake ( 1757 - 1827 )

The story of His vision told me this:

" The Book has been opened, then you go to the first page.. "

Then I followed the indication, questioning myself " What is it ? "

He said, " It's a book of " Revelation " of yourself, go and find it.. "

I was doubting myself, but still followed the direction
he suggested without thinking it but feeling it..

Then before the first page is opened, it was written like this

" Follow your heart ", then I entered..

Inside of my Book of Revelation..

Now I can hear clearly the voice of angel..

He said, go ahead, when you walk pass, the road would be revealed after you

I've been following him, but now he said " I'll follow you "

Now I take your hand and guide you towards the road upwards,

saying " I'm your guide, believe me and follow me.."

Then he smiles.. and starts walking just behind me,

looking around, and

taking my hand, of which I offered, with pleasure,

he smiles again and I smile back ..

then the road appeared after I walk pass..

Golden flowers are shining by the road and blessing our road..

I go ahead of the road until I clearly see the golden daffodil..

shining under the Golden Star above the sky where we are going..

Shadow in the air..

＜ Images From : William Blake..＞

" Robin shall restore amends " ..

” The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
More than cool reason ever comprehends.

Love's stories written in love's richest books.
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes. ”


” My soul is in the sky.

I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream,

Are you sure/That we are awake? It seems to me/That yet we sleep, we dream ”


” So we grew together like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
but yet an union in partition, two lovely berries molded on one stem.. ”



“ If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.. ”




A Midsummer Night's Dream
by William Shakespeare

A morning Mist makes you remember..

" A morning mist
brought by the eastern wind,

Sun came up
and you are wide awake
from your dreamland.

With the dream that you were longing.. ,
a long, long time ago..

with A Girl you dreamed of..

It's fading into the morning haze
with a breeze of "sweet spring taste" ..

Just like you saw, 25 years ago..

She's fading into the air  .. "

Sometimes "Tears" speak more than your tongue..

" There is a sacredness in tears.. "

" Sometimes "Tears" speak more than your tongue..

For your overwhelming grief and .. unspeakable " Love "..."

Relief with the morning mist.. after the longest foggy night

" I was wandering in the "Woods" alone

and I was scared to death.

I was screaming for the fear of unknown.

I was running through faster than clouds move.

Running, running.. through the night,

then suddenly I reached to the end of " Woods"

where there is no fog in the sky,

but just morning mist dropping on my cheek,

under the glass of lily of valley..

gently released from my Fear in the fog,

I'm Safe, now.. and go to sleep..


God bless..

You are safe and sound now..

Just pray.."