this is the garden.time shall surely reap
and on death's blade lie many a flower curled,
in other lands where other songs be sung;
yet stand they here enraptured,as among
the slow deep trees perpetual of sleep
some silver-fingered fountain steals the world.
~ e. e. cummings
and on death's blade lie many a flower curled,
in other lands where other songs be sung;
yet stand they here enraptured,as among
the slow deep trees perpetual of sleep
some silver-fingered fountain steals the world.
~ e. e. cummings
just because this picture reminded me of this poem today
