A tribute to those dying in Syria: I depart as air-- I shake - TopicsExpress



          

A tribute to those dying in Syria: I depart as air-- I shake my white locks at the runaway sun; I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift in it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt, to grow from the grass I love; If you want me again, look for me under your boot soles. You will hardly know who I am, or what I mean; But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fiber your blood. Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged; Missing me one place, search another; I stop somewhere, waiting for you. --Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
Posted on: Mon, 16 Dec 2013 06:24:31 +0000

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