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

This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning,
This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face,
This the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again.
Do you guess I have some intricate purpose?
Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has.
Do you take it I would astonish?
Does the daylight astonish? does the early redstart twittering through the woods?
Do I astonish more than they?
This hour I tell things in confidence, I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you.

Thought

Of obedience, faith, adhesiveness;
As I stand aloof and look there is to me something profoundly
affecting in large masses of men following the lead of those who
do not believe in men.

Beyond thy lectures learn’d professor,
Beyond thy telescope or spectroscope observer keen, beyond all mathematics
...
The entities of entities, eidólons.

Unfix’d yet fix’d,
Ever shall be, ever have been and are, Sweeping the present to the infinite future,
Eidólons, eidólons, eidólons.