i thank You God for most this amazing day

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 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)

I wrote a poetry analysis of this once, for AP lit. I think I did well on it. There were easier poems to analyze. They didn't speak to me. They didn't tell me they saw me. 

Cummings never knew me,

but his poetry seems meant for me.

I want to be this poem.

I want to appreciate everything for what it is.

This poem is life 

And beauty

And joy

And everything we all want to be.

"how should tasting touching hearing seeing

breathing any–lifted from the no

of all nothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?"

I love this stanza.

It makes absolutely no sense to the rational part of my mind.

Rather, it speaks to me on a spiritual level.

My soul understands what Cummings was saying and, with each word, I can feel it breathe more easily.

Cummings played with language like I played with Barbies.

He got respect.

I got unrealistic expectations of physical beauty.

Go figure.

--Alis