I exist as I am. THAT IS ENOUGH. If no other in the world be aware, I sit content. And if each and all be aware, I sit content. - Walt Whitman

I exist as I am, that is enough.

I exist as I am, that is enough...

I exist as I am, that is enough,

I exist as I am. That is enough.

I exist as I am. That is enough

I know perfectly well my own egotism,
And know my omnivorous words, and cannot say any less,
And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself.

My respiration and inspiration...the beating of my heart...the passing of blood and air through my lungs, the sniff of green leaves and dry leaves and of the short and dark colored sea-rocks and of hay in the barn...the delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hillsides, the feeling of health...the full moon trill...the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.

In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barley-corn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.