Thursday, January 28, 2016

in a mystery to be






in time of daffodils(who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why,remembering how

in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of walking is to dream
remembering so(forgetting seem)

in time of roses(who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if,remembering yes

in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me




~ e. e. Cummings
from Selected Poems


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

"who amaze our now and here with paradise"

thank you.

for this.
for every singl preceous post.

bless,
M.

jacquin said...

the goal of living is to grow... so true, so true. Thank you for posting. Don't think because we don't always say it, it falls on deaf ears - you are a nourisher of souls

James said...

Beautiful.