Poetry Corner

i thank You God for most this amazing

day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and for 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

Clear beautiful summer days in Alaska bring this poem to mind. Let me rephrase that: clear beautiful summer days anywhere bring this poem to mind. When I’m surrounded by the beauty of nature it makes me want to thank God, who made all of it. This poem captures my feelings of praise perfectly. Seeing mountains, the sun, and the “blue true dream of sky,” how could I doubt the existence of God?