May
07

A FOOL FOR BEAUTY’S SAKE

posted on May 7th 2018 in News & Philosophy & Society & Uncategorized with 0 Comments

Spring vacation in Zurich has come to an end. Cafes and bars have their chairs and tables out. Park benches don’t remain empty at lunch any more. April has turned to May. Here lines from e.e. cummings ode to spring. Spring ist beauty that cannot be measured or calculated. How much of my life is just a pure gift? Spring is truly the heart’s answer to the head:

..when more than was lost has been found has been found
and having is giving and giving is living—
but keeping is darkness and winter and cringing
it’s spring (all our night becomes day) o, it’s spring!

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