W.W. (Walt Whitman) Poem by Smoky Hoss

In complete delight
Walt came to know,
The spot upon which he stood
United with his soul.

A poet beyond time
A master of thoughtful word,
With courage enough to decipher lifes riddle
In all he saw and heard.

Reading his poetic words
I can't help to wonder how old must I become,
To reach that fateful state
When I and the Eternities are fully one.

He was helped by faith and friend alike
Immense were these preparations,
Yet greater still, the depth and beauty
Of his own worldly seperations.

He taught us that nothing here is the complete whole
For all now that we find,
Are merely small and temporary pieces
Of a faultering and fading time.

He said walk on the earth's soft grass
Listen to the song of your own being,
Attempt to aquire the wisdom of understanding
In all you are hearing and seeing.

And thus I try to do
Hoping when on the grasses other side I lay,
There, due to seeking here, shall I find
An even brighter day.

From this all and him
May I ever learn,
Wherein truly lies
My own ultimate concern.

So thank you Mr. Whitman
For the wonder in words you have said,
May they plant hope in my heart
And produce wisdom in my head.

Giving me cause to go about
My daily life, play and chore,
Ever yearning to find and to share
More upon more.