1
Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves.E.e. Cummings
2
When man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into becauseE.e. Cummings
3
For every mile the feet gothe heart goes nineE.e. Cummings
4
I thank You God for most this amazingday: for the leaping greenly spirits of treesand a blue true dream of sky; and for everythingwhich 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 birthday of life and of love and wings: and of the gaygreat happening illimitably earth)how should tasting touching hearing seeingbreathing any---lifted from the noof all nothing---human merely beingdoubt unimaginably You?(now the ears of my ears awake andnow the eyes of my eyes are opened) .E.e. Cummings
5
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.E.e. Cummings