I have a love for poetry, philosophy and theology. The things that provoke personal thought, expression and growth. I feel like personal expression should be more than just the mundane madness and rebellion that seems to pass as insight and reality today. The only happy reality is love, people, and the relationships we build... as cliche' as that may sound. It's late. Blame this nonsense on the emotions that are stirred late at night. Regardless, I am keenly aware of how incredibly blessed I am to have been raised in the family that I have, and painfully aware of how lucky I am have to have the husband I do.
Kevin, I'm thrilled to be yours, and I miss you daily.
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)
E.E. Cummings.
