"To see the world in a grain of sand,
And Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.

He who binds himself to a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
He who kisses joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sun rise

The Prophets descbibe what they saw in Vision... with their imaginativa and immortal organs... A Spirit and a Vision are not, as the modern philosophy suposes, a cloudy vapour. or a nothing: they are organized and minutely articulated beyond all the mortal and perishing nature can produce. He who does not imagine in a stronger and better light than his perishing and mortal eye can see, does not imagine at all. "

William Blake
A Descriptive Catalogue of Pictures [1809]

eso es lo q yo tengo al respecto... espero sirva ; )