e.e. cummings

I've been a big fan of cummings for quite some time. Despite that, I don't believe I had ever read "somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond." After having read it, I realized that this poem touched my soul for a reason I could not discern. I soon came to understand that, while the poem could be interpreted as being about romantic love, I found it appealing to the deep and abiding love I have as a mother. I'm so glad that I did not continue with the experience of not having a child, for my son's eyes would have remained silent. Before my son, I had always been somewhat wary of babies; afterwards, I found myself behaving in ways that I never had before ~ he has unclosed me. The lifestyle I led before he came into my life is quite different from the one I'm living now - that chapter of my life is shut, and I couldn't be more grateful. With him, though, I have also discovered my own mortality and watching him grow is a constant reminder of the passage of time. Still, I couldn't imagine a greater blessing in my life.