To Think Of Time From Leaves Of Grass Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The third To Think of Time as a recurrent part of Leaves of Grass,
The 1855 edition,
The poet Whitman tries to see time in a flux,
A changing state of life and time,
Reflecting on the past, the present and the future,
What it to live by,
What did it live
And what will it tomorrow?

The houses we build are the houses of time,
Its span and duration,
With a life of some seventy to eights years’ span
But some may outlive that,
Lives brimming and bustling with energy
Too give way to finally
When the time is over.

But regardless of it, the best can be produced,
Thinking not in that way,
As one should keep contributing,
Every thing has but got a soul
And this very realization is so strong
To be felt in,
If the ignorant barbarians destroy history and artifacts,
What it to be done?

The enterprise once started cannot be dropped,
The relationship established
Must be endured,
To build or start a business has got the weight of its own,
It’s not so easy,
Pleasure seeking nature cannot help all the ways
Though it is necessary.

What it is sin, what it is virtue, how to define them,
What is that makes one sin,
What is it that endows with virtue,
Thought there is a great difference,
But instead of it, some continue to misinterpret them,
Lying others?

Death is a reality, it keeps claiming all the time,
The bell tolls for the rank and the file each,
The corpse, the coffin and the laying into the grave
With the earth over it,
Will keep going always, all the time,
But how to let go so easily
Without being attended and resuscitated?