I Inhale Great Draughts Of Space

from this hour
i ordain myself
loos'd of limits
and imaginary lines,
going where i list,
my own master
total and absolute,
listening to others,
considering well
what they say,
pausing, searching,
receiving, contemplating,
gently, but with
undeniable will,
divesting myself
of the holds that
would hold me.
i inhale
great draughts
of space,


the east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine.
i am larger, better than i thought,
i did not know i held so much goodness.
--walt whitman
(from "song of the open road")