I carry your heart...

At the beginning of the year I aspired to write much more frequently on this blog then I had last year....so far that has not been going to plan, but we shall not fear , it is but the end of January and there is a total of 11 more months to go to fill in the spaces of this online journal...and more important to me fill in the spaces of my personal journal . 

This year has already had it's moments of unforgettable proportion , some I wish were forgettable , or even did not happen at all , and some I wish I could relive again ( now that is saying something 28 days into a new year right ? ) . Sometimes one has to learn to say " C'est la vie" when it comes to the things you can not change in this world...as much and you hope and pray and wish you could do something about it , sometimes you can not and it is in those moments that you grow stronger in yourself . I can firmly say that in those moments it doesn't feel like you are growing stronger.... but on the inside you are . Your heart is growing , you are growing .You have to accept somethings and it can be hard but c'est la vie indeed . 

" God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; 

courage to change the things I can;and wisdom to know the difference." 

Sometimes we have to accept what we cannot change , and that is okay too. 

    A poem that I discovered by E.E.Cummings a long time ago seemed to prop up a few weeks back , out of the blue someone said a line and I immediately remembered the poem I was once so fond of . It again came up in conversation with a friend of mine who loved the poem more then I did . Now I find myself reading it almost everyday , there is something about it that is calming and oh so beautiful 

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) ~ E.E.Cummings . 

Please forgive the nonsensical ramblings of a wandering mind , but sometimes it is nice to just sit and write . 

Aoife Marie Elizabeth ♪