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[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
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 youhere 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 aparti carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
ee Cummings
Carrying a heart is promise and treasure. Carrying a heart is comfort and joy. Carrying a heart is hope and practice. Carrying a heart is grown up and generous. Carrying a heart is reciprocal and patient. Carrying a heart shows up and pays attention. Carrying a heart is poetry and prose. Carrying a heart is the 10 feet ahead we can see in front of us while driving at night and the vast beyond that we see with our intuition. Carrying a heart is root and bud.
What does it mean to be the root of the root and the bud of the bud? It means beauty and depth — on the outside and the inside. It means perfect timing — a time to grow and a time to bloom. It means shared secrets and celebrations — over time. It means flow — like tides and days. It means connection and interdependence.
This love is bigger than the stars. It is mutual and profound. It is exponential and elemental. It is beginning and end. It is root and bud.
About Katie
From Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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The Stage Is On Fire, a memoir about hope and change, reasons for voyaging, and dreams burning down can be purchased on Amazon.