Who Am I? Poem by Carl Sandburg

Who Am I?

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My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading "Keep Off."
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 16 September 2019

Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny. How poetic you are dear poet. tony

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