Thursday, May 20, 2010



Leaves of Grass:

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars.

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.
I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own,
And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,
And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers,
And that a kelson of the creation is love.

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