SOULS' BREAKFAST - Day Forty-four

Beloved Soul:

We can so easily get lost in words. So easily!

But words can launch and rocket us off into SPACE, still grounded.

Our friend Walt Whitman, a man of words, here tells us to watch.

Wish you Grace,

N

WALT WHITMAN

When I heard the learn’d astronomer

When I heard the learn’d astronomer,

When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,

When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,

When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in

the lecture-room,

How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,

Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,

In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,

Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.