I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited by death.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean
Only themselves understand themselves and the like of themselves, As souls only understand souls.
Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves?
O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.
For all these new and evolutionary facts, meanings, purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable.