A Lovely Poem for the Holidays....
enjoy, Veritas
i carry your heart with me - Poem by E. E. Cummings: "i carry your heart with me by E. E. Cummings
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 the 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)"
Friday, December 24, 2010
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2 comments:
ah a beautiful poem, I am a great fan of e e cummings. Happy Holidays!
Thank You!! You made my day, I hope your Christmas is joyus and filled with family, friends and love.
Veritas
There is another cummings in an older post as well:) As well as some of my own less skilful poetry LOL!
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