i carry your heart
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 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
I've been the king, I've been the clown. Now broken wings can't hold me down. I'm free again. The jester with the broken crown, it won't be me this time around to love in vain.
Monday, May 01, 2006
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I don't know what to say... Realised that I have had nothing to say for the longest time. Well I guess perhaps there really is nothing to say, so I find it hard pressed to actually say something. So I say nothing, hoping that in matters like this, perhaps that is the best thing to say. Nothing. Because there really is nothing left to say that is not said, and everything else that I could possibly say, perhaps would finally amount to nothing, so it might be far better not to say anything, since anything that I say would just probably amount to nothing anyway. But all in nothingness and the hopes for miracles to happen, afterall miracles do happen, and all the plans of mice and men do oft go awry, yet they say Fortune favours the bold. Finally, the matter lies in the hands of Him who loves and knows us, none matter but that we nevertheless do what we can, as much as we can. And Love when it so desirest, awakens.
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I love love love e.e.cummings. *sigh*
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