in time of daffodils (who know the goal of living is to grow)

forgetting why, remember how

in time of lilacs who proclaim the aim of waking is to dream,

remember so (forgetting seem)

in time of roses (who amaze our now and here with paradise)

forgetting if, remember 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



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2 responses to “16

  1. Jerry Barnard

    What a great post, just in time for Easter. As Jim and I were ( slowly) making our way up the Westside Highway, to get OUT of Manhattan, so we could start a loooong Easter weekend, every cherry tree and every stand of daffodils would be there for , pointing the way to our little house in the country. Happy Easter!


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