most this amazing day

27 days straight of rain...and then finally today: piercing sunlight, deep blue skies with innocent white contrail clouds. Maybe its because I'm somewhat seasonal - affective / Vit D deprived, but I found today to be bursting with an almost transcendent hope. There's an e.e. cummings poem that I thought so perfectly captures the gift and promise of today:

i thank you God for most this amazing
i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any – lifted from the no
of all nothing – human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

Reading that don't you just feel like - OK. I'll never work out in the gym again. Only outside: warm sun, cool wind, birds and trees and every shade of winter, living illustrations of the ongoing creativity of God at every turn.... unless of course it rains again!