Walt Whitman — Marching Towards Eternity
“The clock indicates the moment — but what does eternity indicate?
We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers,
There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
I do not call one greater and one smaller,
That which fills its period and place is equal to any.
My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs,
On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches between the steps,
All below duly travel’d, and still I mount and mount.
Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me,
Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there,
I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist,
And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon.
Long I was hugg’d close — long and long.
Immense have been the preparations for me,
Faithful and friendly the arms that have help’d me.
All forces have been steadily employ’d to complete and delight me,
Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.”
This is a DOUBLE present for two birthdays (May 31st) — one for my good friend Caro, and another being the great kindred spirit Walt Whitman, both of whom had profound influence on my thought and zeal. If there was one thing Walt knew about our world, it was that the very reality is a precious miracle; and indeed, when we carefully observe our day to day lives and logically or emotionally trace the source of what caused it all, the sheer information and complexity of everything is infinitesimal.Magical and wonderful, even. For all the worries that stand in our paths, we still have so much worth being thankful for, one primarily being our very existence and identity. So let’s look towards the sun and let the shadows fall behind us, and feel the wind’s compassion in your hair.
Everyone is fighting a hard battle, after all. Everyone needs a little bit of love to heal. So go out today and hug someone randomly or in need!
Yes, Walt wears a wrist-watch now. Wrist-watches are cool.
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