Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Song Of Myself, L - Poem by Walt Whitman

There is that in me—I do not know what it is—but I know it is in me.

Wrench'd and sweaty—calm and cool then my body becomes,
I sleep—I sleep long.

I do not know it—it is without name—it is a word unsaid,
It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.

Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.

Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.

Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
It is not chaos or death—it is form, union, plan—it is eternal life—it is Happiness.


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  • Rajendra Rout (11/21/2017 1:40:00 AM)


    Great poem shairing.thanku sir for shairing this lovely poem
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