Kata-kata Mutiara Cinta dan Motivasi: The Wondering Minstrels: somewhere i have never travelled

A most unusual occurrence: a guest poem suggested (independently) by no lessthan three different readers - Devyani Saltzman, Raj Palaniswamyand Erin Cheatham. Reading thepoem, it's not hard to see why...

(Poem #619) somewhere i have never travelled

 somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

-- e e cummings

1931.I don't know anything about the story behind this poem, but I feel it's oneof the most beautiful love poems I've ever read. Whenever I read it, I'mconstantly blown away by the tenderness expressed through his use oflanguage. It's almost as if one can feel the lightness of the caress betweenthese two people. One of my favourite lines has just this effect:        "you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens        (touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose"The poem almost 'breathes', for all its detail and the analogy of the rose,there is so much room to imagine between the lines. However many times Iread it the poem takes on new tones and meanings. It's limitless.Devyani.