e.e. cummings

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

p.s. My wife hates e.e. cummings. I love him. I just read this poem and almost cried. My nose did that thing. You know?