Darest thou now O soul, <br />Walk out with me toward the unknown region, <br />Where neither ground is for the feet nor any path to follow? <br /> <br />No map there, nor guide, <br />Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand, <br />Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, are in that land. <br /> <br />I know it not O soul, <br />Nor dost thou, all is blank before us, <br />All waits undream'd of in that region, that inaccessible land. <br /> <br />Till when the ties loosen, <br />All but the ties eternal, Time and Space, <br />Nor darkness, gravitation, sense, nor any bounds bounding us. <br /> <br />Then we burst forth, we float, <br />In Time and Space O soul, prepared for them, <br />Equal, equipt at last, (O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfill O soul.<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darest-thou-now-o-soul/
