​e. e. cummings
Unlove’s the heavenless hell and homeless home
unlove’s the heavenless hell and homeless home

of knowledgeable shadows(quick to seize
each nothing which all soulless wraiths proclaim
substance;all heartless spectres,happiness)

lovers alone wear sunlight. The whole truth

not hid by matter;not by mind revealed
(more than all dying life,all living death)
and never which has been or will be told

sings only–and all lovers are the song.

Here(only here)is freedom:always here
no then of winter equals now of spring;
but april’s day transcends november’s year

(eternity being so sans until
twice i have lived forever in a smile)