i thank You

i thank You God for most this amazing

by E. E. Cummings, from 100 Selected Poems.

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 illimitably 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)

Wednesday morning…woke from a dream of being shown an opening in the barb-wired fence surrounding the area I was in, by a mystical young girl standing silent and still, on the outer edge.  I breathed gently.  There were no words exchanged as we gazed at each other.  I found the way out and she disappeared.   A bit later while pondering this dream, as if led by Awareness Itself,  I rediscovered this poem by e.e. cummings.  Great poets have a way of finding words for the inexpressible.   And i thank You God for most this amazing reflects my heart’s experience.  Today, deep gratitude “for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes.”  i feel fully alive.