i think one of the reasons i love reading e.e. cummings so much is because you don't always get it as you're going along, but it makes sense at the end.
like life.
also because he makes words work for him so very well.
also because he expresses a joy and wonder that of course we should have all the time, but too often we don't.
because we let the extraordinary become ordinary...
really i don't think anything is ordinary.
how could it possibly be?
if we take it in and think about it and really let it soak into our bones what it means that we were created by and we are so loved by the King of Kings...if we let ourselves just be all bundled tight up in His arms, but know that we are freer than free...
everything is extraordinary.
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