Easter musings (2)

It's the Cordelia complex at work again - i cannot heave my heart into my mouth. Instead, i'll let someone more articulate do the talking for me.

(And, just to prove that i am not always Cordelia, that sometimes i do find my tongue, here are last year's Easter musings, still fresh in my memory because they were so carefully thought through.)

Have a joyous Easter!


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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)


(e.e. cummings)
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