Now i lay(with everywhere around) <br />me(the great dim deep sound <br />of rain;and of always and of nowhere)and <br />what a gently welcoming darkestness-- <br /> <br />now i lay me down(in a most steep <br />more than music)feeling that sunlight is <br />(life and day are)only loaned:whereas <br />night is given(night and death and the rain <br /> <br />are given;and given is how beautifully snow) <br /> <br />now i lay me down to dream of(nothing <br />i or any somebody or you <br />can begin to begin to imagine) <br /> <br />something which nobody may keep. <br />now i lay me down to dream of Spring<br /><br />Edward Estlin Cummings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/now-i-lay-with-everywhere-around/
