Wednesday, June 3, 2009

the flowers you gave me are rotting

here is the deepest secret nobody knows,

here is the root of the root,

and the bud of the bud,

in the sky of the sky, of a tree called life,

which grows higher than any soul can hope, or mind can hide.




and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart.


1 comment:

Caitlin said...

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)


one of my favorite poems by my favorite poet.