Roaming in Thought. Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 ROAMING in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is Good steadily hastening towards immortality, And the vast all that is call’d Evil I saw hastening to merge itself and become lost and dead. Related posts: Walt Whitman. Song of the Open Road. Song of the Broad-Axe. Starting from Paumanok. suprusr Published in Poems
