O sweet spontaneous earth - e. e. cummings

[Larry Robinson]

O sweet spontaneous earth

O sweet spontaneous 
earth how often have 
the doting 

fingers of 
prurient philosophies pinched 
and poked 

thee 
has the naughty thumb 
of science prodded 
thy 

beauty how 
often have religions taken 
thee upon their scraggy 
knees squeezing and 

buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive 
gods 
but 
true 

to the incomparable 
couch of death thy 
rhythmic 
lover 

thou answerest 

them only with 

spring

	- e. e. cummings