Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter, The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness.
Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
I accept reality and dare not question it.
I exist as I am, that is enough.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
My ties and ballasts leave me - I travel - I sail - My elbows rest in the sea-gaps. I skirt the sierras. My palms cover continents - I am afoot with my vision.