Saturday, May 30, 2009

1091 Days Ago...

I married the boy who knows me best. And I'm so grateful for how patient he is when I fail to communicate and how gently he pursues asking me the all important "what's up" questions.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

(e.e. cummings)

1 comment:

Kelly said...

Happy Anniversary! I love the time and posts you used to honor him! Enjoy your special day!