e. e. cummings
Unlove’s the heavenless hell and homeless home
unlove’s the heavenless hell and homeless home
of knowledgeable shadows(quick to seize
each nothing which all soulless wraiths proclaim
substance;all heartless spectres,happiness)
lovers alone wear sunlight. The whole truth
not hid by matter;not by mind revealed
(more than all dying life,all living death)
and never which has been or will be told
sings only–and all lovers are the song.
Here(only here)is freedom:always here
no then of winter equals now of spring;
but april’s day transcends november’s year
(eternity being so sans until
twice i have lived forever in a smile)