e.e. cummings






not time's how(anchored in what mountaining roots
of mere eternity)stupendous if
discoverably disappearing floats
at trillionworlded the ecstatic ease

with which vast my complexly wisdoming friend's
- a fingery treesoul onlying from seren
whom queries not suspected selves of space -
life stands gradually upon four minds

(out of some undering joy and overing grief
nothing arrives a so prodigious am
a so immediate is escorts us home
though never's always unto absolute un

gulps the first knowledge of death's wandering guess)
while children climb their eyes to touch his dream