Friday, January 26, 2007

Now, Voyager

Walt Whitman's poem, Leaves of Grass, includes many memorable lines and stanzas. One of those that haunts my memory, while not the longest, is the following (1871-72):

The untold want, by life and land ne'er granted,
Now, Voyager, sail thou forth to seek and find.

I hope that in my reading and living I am able to keep these words in mind and always move forward, seeking the dreams that are not easily granted to those who marvel at the wonder of life.

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