...re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great… - Walt Whitman

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.

Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul.

Argue not concerning God,…re-examine all that you have been told at church or school or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your soul…

Your very flesh shall be a great poem...

Re-examine all that you have been told.

Dismiss whatever insults your own soul;
And your very flesh shall be a great poem…

Re-examine all that you have been told, dismiss that which insults your soul.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem

Happiness, not in another place but this place...not for another hour, but this hour.

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it
should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank
or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work,
or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his
boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat
deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the
hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his
way in the morning, or at noon intermission
or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the
young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or
washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to
none else,
The day what belongs to the day — at night the
party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious
songs.

The new rule shall rule as the soul rules, and as the love and justice and equality that are in the soul rule.