Promise of My Own

And that a kelson of the creation is love,
And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,
And brown ants in the little wells beneath them,
And mossy scabs of the worm fence ,heap'd stones,elder,mullein and loke-weed.
...
Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge
 that pass all the argument of the earth
...




Walt Whitman
extracted from : "Song of Myself V"