April 26, 2009

Sunday Quote

This is the garden. Time shall surely reap and on Death's blade lie many a flower curled, in other lands where other songs be sung; yet stand they here enraptured, as among the slow deep trees perpetual of sleep some silver-fingered fountain steals the world.

-e.e. cummings


Nan said...

Wow, that was good!

Cait O'Connor said...

Great photo and poem.