Of musings.in transition.impatient.incomplete.obscure and obdurate.

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Draft 1.

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 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

I'm out of words tonight. Out of words that I churn out of my mind. Try them on for size, and see if they fit. I write for the audience of one - me.
Tonight, I am out of words. My audience sits waiting.

1 comment:

smalltimer said...

blessed is the heart which is carried inside another (etc etc) :)

and your choice is good. most of the words you try on fit and become