I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. I Celebrate Myself by Walt Whitmanįor every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death. Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk, Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be: So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)Īnd I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate, I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,Īnd entering in and possessing them, more than a brother, Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.Īnd all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)Īnd that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:Ĭontent to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged: The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,Īnd the ocean-masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue-sang to my Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea… The Poet and His Song by Paul Laurence DunbarĪnd so I sing, and all is well. How To Write A Personal Mission Statement (And 28 Mission Statement Examples)ĩ. Worried People Think You’re Weird? 9 Reasons They May Be RightĢ5 Exquisitely Beautiful Poems About Life I need not gloom my days with futile dread,īy this narcotic thought: I know my soul. I plucked my soul out of its secret place,Ĭonspires to rob me of sweet joy and grace. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. Spectacularly created by the energy of the Together, you are bound by stardust, altogether Just so atom, every fibre in you comes from The universe wove you from a constellation, I will be searching for answers my whole lifeīut because i’m brilliant enough to keep growingĮverything necessary to live a vivid lifeĪlready exists in me 4. Our fuller selves are not off in the future I Am Complete Simply Because I Am Imperfect by Rupi Kaur That I’m bluster and bluff and empty show I don’t want to stand, with the setting sunĪnd hate myself for the things I’ve done,īut here in the struggle for fame and self
Myself by Edgar GuestĪlways to look myself straight in the eye, Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, To itself, to the stranger who has loved you You will love again the stranger who was your self. Love After Love by Derek WalcottĪnd each will smile at the other’s welcome,
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