unrestrained

I am thankful for beauty, for music, for the resilience of the human spirit through the darkest of this cold dark world.

'The beauty of things is the face of God: worship it, give your heart to it, labor to be like it.'

All our pain comes from restraint of love.


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)
(e. e. cummings)