Walt Whitman
Beginning my studies the first step pleas'd me so much,
The mere fact conciousness, these forms, the power of motion,
The least insect or animal, the senses, eyesight, love,
The first step I say awed me and pleas'd me so much,
I have hardly gone and hardly wish'd to go any further,
But stop and loiter all the time to sing it in ecstatic songs.
Just something I read tonight and thought I identified with. In a small way only. Or thought I identified with in the past. Or hope to identify with in the future. Now that I've touch on past,present and future, maybe it's none. Maybe it's all. Maybe I don't make sense. Maybe I do. Maybe I don't make sense. Maybe I do.
