it makes such difference <i>where</i> you read - Walt Whitman

Has any one supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die,

am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone; I am to wait — I do not doubt I am to meet you again; I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

After all, the great lesson is that no special natural sights — -not Alps, Niagara, Yosemite or anything else — -is more grand or more beautiful than the ordinary sunrise and sunset, earth and sky, the common trees and grass.