In twilight’s gentle embrace,
William Blake takes his silent leave,
A visionary soul, now at peace,
In realms where dreams never cease.
His verses whispered through time,
Echoes of the divine and sublime,
In every word, a universe born,
A legacy that shall never be torn.
Through eternity’s vast expanse,
His spirit dances in eternal trance,
A poet’s heart, forever free,
In the realms of eternity.
Blake’s gentle farewell, a timeless song,
In hearts and minds, he lingers on,
A beacon of light in the darkest hour,
His soul ascends, a radiant tower.