spring poem

a spring poem
by e.e. cummings

i thank You God for this most amazing day:
for the leaping green trees and the true blue dream of sky;
and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, yes;
(i who have died am alive again today, for this is the sun's birthday; this is the birthday of life and love and wings;
and of the great limitless earth)

how should any tasting, touching, hearing, seeing, breathing
human being ever doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and the eyes of my eyes are opened)