Song of the Open Road

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines.
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute
listening to others, considering well what they say,
pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.

I inhale great draughts of space,
the east and the west are mine, and the north and 
the south are mine.

I am larger, better than I thought,
I did not know I held so much goodness.

All seems beautiful to me,
I can repeat over to men and women You have done
such good to me I would do the same to you,
I will recruit for myself and you as I go,
I will scatter myself among men and women as I go,
I will toss a new gladness and roughness among them,
whoever denies me it shall not trouble me
whoever accepts me he or she shall be blessed and shall bless me.

kuokomele