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| Cofleidior Bryniau (Embrace the Hills) - Bob Guy |
i thank You God for most this amazing
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)
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)
E.E. Cummings
I love how Cummings turns words and phrases inside out and backwards, everything unfurls and uncurls for me, its like going the wrong way down a one-way street - everything is the same but looks and feels so different (I'm not talking about the fear the oncoming cars put in you). That phrase "lifted from the no of all nothing - human merely being" - yes, I want so much to be awake, to see "everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes"! In Cummings poems, God seems to be the great Yes. (As opposed to the "no of all nothing".) I love that. One of my very favorite poems ever is about Yes (coming soon, don't you worry). Anyway, this is the poem/prayer I hold to this Thanksgiving and every other day as well.
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