Here's another I just finished.

On a Theme from William Blake


And Newton's particles of light
Are sands upon the Red Sea shore
Where Israel's tents do shine so bright.

Apostles on Mount Olivet
know not what the night has in store;
and Newton's particles of light

show but the tint, not the spirit
of Jesus' saltwater and gore
where Israel's tents do shine so bright.

How could they guess that Rabbi's fate
(though he had told them all before,
and Newton's particles of light

make of each drop of blood a mote
of crimson)?  They wake and cease their snore
where Israel's tents do shine so bright,

visible but to inner sight.
They are blinded both to that gloire
and Newton's particles of light
where Israel's tents do shine so bright.