the root of the root

My dear friends Chris and Kate are getting married today, so again I find myself back home in Michigan for the weekend. Looking forward to celebrating our dear friends with the old gang; to enjoying a long weekend (we're closed on Labor Day!); to sharing time and meals with friends and family throughout the weekend.
So, this morning as I get ready to watch my friends take the plunge I will share this, a very beloved poem which I had the honor of reading at a friends wedding years back.
"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 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


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