i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate
(for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
-e.e. cummings
4 comments:
wow, that is a GREAT poem, very beautiful. I love it! Thanks for posting it
i'm so glad you dedicated a poem to me. i almost blogged today then realized that my life is neither interesting or hilarious. so i will refrain from blogging until my life is one of the 2.
Sorry Meghan, that poem was for ME not you. Nice try. ;) Love you Rachel!
Wow, Rach always says "You're the best Momma Shattuck". I thought the poem was meant for me". (head hanging low, walking outside in a snowstorm, dragging one leg, and sniffling...)
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