purer than purest pure
whisper of a whisper
so(big with innocence)
forgivingly a once
of eager glory,no
more miracle may grow
--childfully serious
flower of holiness
a pilgrim from beyond
the future's future;and
immediate like some
newly remembered dream--
flaming a coolly bell
touches most mere until
(eternally)with(now)
luminous the shadow
of love himself:who's we
--nor can you die or i
and every world,before
silence begins a star
e.e. cummings
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