Full of Life, Now

Full of Life, Now by Walt Whitman

Full of life, now, compact, visible,
I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States,
To one a century hence, or any number of centuries hence,
To you, yet unborn, these, seeking you.

When you read these, I, that was visible, am become invisible;
Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me;
Fancying how happy you were, if I could be with you, and become your comrade;
Be it as if I were with you. (Be not too certain but I am now with you.)

It’s so easy to become myopic, to see the decisions you make as relating only to the present moment, or even your lifetime. But your life is contained within larger cycles, the details of which you may never come to know.

Live your life in a way that naught but blessing might echo through the ages.

4 thoughts on “Full of Life, Now

  1. Kierney

    It’s good to live our lives always knowing that we are changing the future – and not just ours. We each impact those who come after us and although we may never know how, the ripples of our words and deeds certainly do make a difference.


  2. Joy

    Some day’s one feels one needs to tread on the earth just a little softer, to tread with reverent steps, to tread with awe, or possibly even to fall to ones knees. Today is such a day, and I thank you Gregg, for your and Mr. Whitman’s words, words that remind us that we are part of an utterly grand continuum.


  3. Zach

    I wonder if Walt Whitman knew how respected his work would be through the years. Even if he didn’t, he wrote as if they already were, and I guess that’s the point.
    I like to think about how I would change my behavior if my actions would seriously affect something that was important to me down the line, and then make the change anyway even if I can’t see how it could affect my life. You just never know when something that you do will really matter.


  4. Lady Leo

    We each will leave a legacy but more important than what we leave is; did we contribute to “the grand legacy”. When we’re done with this life will the angles in heaven greet us with thanks for our contribution? There is a purpose for the earth and the people. Am I doing my part, fulfilling the commission I accepted?
    Thanks Gregg and Mr. Whitman.


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