On Another's Sorrow by William Blake

Today, this poem by William Blake, touched my heart. I believe this message needs to be shared and embraced. Many of our hearts are broken. It is important to sorrow together and remember who sorrows with us.

On Another's Sorrow

Can I see another's woe,
and not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another's grief
and not seek for kind relief?

Can I see a falling tear,
and not feel my sorrow's share,
can a father see his child
weep, nor be with sorrow filld?

Can a mother sit and hear
an infant groan, and infant fear?
No, no never can it be.
Never never can it be.

And can he who smiles on all
hear the wren with sorrows small,
hear the small birds grief and care,
hear the woes that infants bear

and not sit beside the nest
pouring pity in their breast;
and not sit the cradle near
weeping tear on infant's tear;

and not sit both night and day,
wiping all our tears away?
O! no never can it be.
Never never can it be.

He doth give his joy to all.
He becomes the infant small.
He becomes the man of woe;
He doth feel the sorrow too.

Think not thou canst sigh a sigh,
and thy maker is not by.
Think not thou canst weep a tear
and thy maker is not near.

O! he gives to us his joy,
that our grief he may destroy;
till our grief is fled and gone
he doth sit by us and moan.