My F/friend Peter Will Be Missed

I found out that my F/friend Peter, from a Quaker Meeting I used to attend, died yesterday morning. I am deeply saddened, and am holding his spirit, and everyone whose life he touched in the Light.

A F/friend from that Meeting was kind enough to share an E.E. Cummings poem in honor of Peter’s life that really spoke to me.

i thank You God for most this amazing

by E. E. Cummings

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)