My head knocks against the stars. <br />My feet are on the hilltops. <br />My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of <br />universal life. <br />Down in the sounding foam of primal things I <br />reach my hands and play with pebbles of <br />destiny. <br />I have been to hell and back many times. <br />I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God. <br />I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible. <br />I know the passionate seizure of beauty <br />And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs <br />reading "Keep Off." <br />My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive <br />in the universe.<br /><br />Carl Sandburg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-am-i/
