Thoughts

Walt Whitman


   OF ownership--As if one fit to own things could not at pleasure enter
         upon all, and incorporate them into himself or herself.


   Of waters, forests, hills;
   Of the earth at large, whispering through medium of me;
   Of vista--Suppose some sight in arriere, through the formative chaos,
         presuming the growth, fulness, life, now attain'd on the
         journey;
   (But I see the road continued, and the journey ever continued;)
   --Of what was once lacking on earth, and in due time has become
         supplied--And of what will yet be supplied,
   Because all I see and know, I believe to have purport in what will
         yet be supplied.

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