Voice Under Silence

“Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star…”― e.e cummings
“may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old
may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young
and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there’s never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile”
― e.e. Cummings, E.E. Cummings: Complete Poems 1904-1962
May you greet this day
With anticipation, delight, curiosity
A shift, a tilt, a deep breath
In an instant
The world is made new
By the renewing of your mind, heart, soul.
Fresh eyes, fresh day.
“We can never be born enough.”― E. E. Cummings









