There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon, that object he became.
Walt WhitmanO public road, I say back I am not afraid to leave you, yet I love you, you express me better than I can express myself.
Walt WhitmanI cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep.
Walt WhitmanTo me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, every inch of space is a miracle, every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same, every cubic foot of the interior swarms with the same; every spear of grass-the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all that concerns them, all these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles.
Walt Whitman