Here is the deepest secret nobody knows..

I will happily admit to anyone that I don't really like poetry. I'm never quite sure why, but it just doesn't ever grab me in a way it seems to with other people. I do however like two poems, and 'I carry your heart with me' by E. E. Cummings is one of them. I discovered the poem through a film, and had never been so grabbed by the words of a poem before. It is lovely, but many people have never heard it. So here it is, quite simply one of my favourite collections of words in the world.

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)