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
–E. E. Cummings
Nothing in nature represents “yes” to me more than trees, and I often repeat these lines of poetry from one of my favorite poets as I sit on my overhanging deck pictured above, nestled like a treehouse under the limbs of Texas hill country cedar elms.
Within sight are other beauties:
serrated leaves of a chinkapin oak
fall color of a Spanish oak
an escarpment cherry tree changing its color
Cummings’ words allude to many secret glories: the calming beauty of the outdoors; the life inherent in all of nature, of which we are a part; our affinity for a belief in the infinite; our ability to make choices.
Many things are beyond our control, of course, but I like this statement attributed to Martha Washington:
I am still determined to be cheerful and to be happy in whatever situation I may be, for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions and not upon our circumstances.
For today, I choose to celebrate life. I choose to be happy. I choose to be present to wonder by paying attention.
And I choose to be grateful for–in addition to myriad other blessings this Thanksgiving–the gift of being able to choose “yes”.
What does Cummings’ poetry evoke for you? What do you associate with “yes”?
Complete the following: I have learned from experience that . . .