...And With This I'm Done Sharing the Glories of Walt Whitman With You..
A CLEAR MIDNIGHTThis is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, and the stars.
posted by Mike @ 7:41 PM
1 Comments:
This is definitely why I started staying up all night at the age of 18.......i have finally worked back to daytime, but it took a long time.
at night, there are no expectations, no appointments you are waiting around for, no action to be missed. There is only what is around you - endless possibilities.
Thanks, Walt!
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