Jen

“The morning is full of storm
in the heart of summer.

The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbye,
the wind, travelling, waving them in its hands.

The numberless heart of the wind
beating above our loving silence.

Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees
like a language full of wars and songs.”
― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

“and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you”
― E.E. Cummings

“Lovers alone wear sunlight.”
― E.E. Cummings

“Anybody can learn to think, or believe, or know, but not a single human being can be taught to feel... the moment you feel, you're nobody ― but-yourself ― in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else ― means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.”
― E.E. Cummings