midnight poetry.

it's midnight and my mind is soaking in beautiful poetry. i've been a bit stressed out with work this week. i went into work today (saturday) for pretty much the whole day. got back home after 9. i watched "julie & julia". and now i find myself decompressing with poetry. e.e cummings, poetry. i never realized how relaxing and therapeutic poetry is to me. anytime i read mr. cummings my mind wanders to far away places where i feel not like myself. i'm reminded of beauty and his words capture me and i float away. so, goodnight world...i'm going to float away on the wings of a poem.

i thank you God for most this amazing

by E. E. Cummings

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 inimitably 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)