To behold the day-break!
Now I see it is true, what I guess'd at, What I guess'd when I loaf'd on the grass, What I guess'd while I lay alone in my bed, And again as I walk'd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.
They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.
And I say to mankind, Be not curious about God, For I who am curious about each am not curious about God, (No array of terms can say how much I am at peace about God and about death.) I hear and behold God.I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women, And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.Old age superbly rising!My lovers suffocate me, Crowding my lips, thick in the pores of my skin, Jostling me through streets and public halls, coming naked to me at night, Crying by day, Ahoy!Eleves, I salute you!Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!Births have brought us richness and variety, And other births will bring us richness and variety.Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.
29 Blind loving wrestling touch, sheath'd hooded sharp-tooth'd touch!
Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
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