From Spiralling Ecstatically This

proud nowhere of earth’s most prodigious nightblossoms a newborn babe:around him,eyes
– gifted with every keener appetite
than mere unmiracle can quite appease –
humbly in their imagined bodies kneel
(over time space doom dream while floats the whole
perhaps less mystery of paradise)

mind without soul may blast some universe
to might have been,and stop ten thousand stars
but not one heartbeat of this child;nor shall
even prevail a million questionings
against the silence of his mother’s smile

– whose only secret all creation sings

E. E. Cummings
1894-1962

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