"Imagination" by Dean

I found the strangest thing in my pocket last night.  A glowing object, so intricately and enigmatically shaped that it bore no resemblance to any earthly thing.  It caught my attention for a moment, but when I looked through my window, seeing the evil of this Earth, my thoughts were only of sorrow.  I was awakened from my despair when I heard the sound of my grandfather ascending the staircase.  He peered through my door, and then I thought it was a favorable time to ask him about the object.  "It is imagination, child.  You have always had it with you, but just now you have seen it.  Use it for good, and you may be able to weaken the world's evil."  So perhaps it will be a happy New Year, after all.

Artist: William Blake