(The Proposal, English wood engraving, Regency period,
1815)
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 (1894-1962), American poet
My daughter Katie painted this poem onto her son's bedroom wall when he was still
ReplyDeletein utero. It took on a totally new significance when at one month old we discovered that he had a heart
condition that would require open heart surgury in Boston when he was two months old and
weighing 9lbs. I will never forget reading that poem on the wall again when we brought him home
from the hospital healthy and whole.