The Calm And The Patient

 

The Song Of The Answerer.

“They prepare for death, yet are they not the finish, but rather the outset,

They bring none to his or her terminus or to be content and full,

Whom they take they take into space to behold the birth of stars, to

learn one of the meanings,

To launch off with absolute faith, to sweep through the ceaseless

rings and never be quiet again.”

 

-Walt Witman, Leaves Of Grass