– e.e. Cummings

One of my favorite poems, which popped up in my paper feed. (I’m still cleaning out files!) It’s better suited for spring, but it feels right today. Here you go with Mr. cummings. (His name is supposed to be all lower case, but I sure can’t get this high-tech app to make it work every time. Forgive me.)

i thank you God for most this amazing
day;  for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;  and for everything 
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings;  and of the gay
great happening illimitable earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any—lifted from the no
of all nothing—human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)