Food for Thought

So today I feel like posting two of my favorite poems.  Today's been rather stressful and it's only 12:54.  I won't post why because again, it's the internet, but people from my past are surfacing and making my life a pain in the royal ass.  So anyways, I read these poems to calm me down. I love both of them dearly.

Continuities - Walt Whitman

Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,

No birth, identity, form--no object of the world.

Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;

Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.

Ample are time and space--ample the fields of Nature.

The body, sluggish, aged, cold--the embers left from earlier fires,

The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;

The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;

To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns,

With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] - E.E. Cummings

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 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)

Both of these poems always calm me down and make me feel a lot better.  The first poem is always the one I share with people who are dealing with the loss of a loved one.  It gives me hope and makes me remember the cycle of life.  That no matter what pain you're feeling, that pain does not last.  The poem is written to signify the passing of winter to spring, the changing of death to life, and the passing of pain to joy.  I love the hope it makes me feel.

The next poem is obviously about love.  And I absolutely love it.  My hopeless romantic gets the best of me in this situation.  He writes it like it's two people's perspectives, but at the same time, they're one person.  It shows that two people in love become one, and so does their heart.  They give each other a piece of themselves and they will always have it with them no matter what.

Obviously these interpretations may not be the same as yours. But that's the beauty of poetry.  You're allowed to interpret it any way you want to and it doesn't matter! 

Just thought I would share.