Thank You

I was reminded of the joy of being part of God’s creation by my daughter. It has been a long time since I last read E.E. Cummings. And, although I sometimes find it hard to thank God for certain days, like returning to work on Monday, I never find it hard to thank Him for giving me such a wonderful daughter.

Thank you for highlighting this magnificent poem.

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 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)