Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd by Walt Whitman

Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd
by Walt Whitman

Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently
to me,
Whispering, I love you, before long I die,
I have travell'd a long way merely to look on you to
touch you,
For I could not die till I once look'd on you,
For I fear'd I might afterward lose you.

Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe,
Return in peace to the ocean my love,
I too am much of that ocean, my love, we are not so
much separated,
Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate
As for an hour carrying us diverse, yet cannot carry us
diverse forever;
Be not impatient — a little space — know you I salute
the air, the ocean and the land,
Every day at sundown for your dear sake, my love.

A poem ahead of its time. An quantum image of interconnectiveness science has now proclaimed. An ancient idea that describes the boundaryless oceanic love of Divinity. A truth revered and expressed in many different ways in all religions and spiritualities.

Now is the time for all good people not to get hooked on what disconnects and separates us but to pay attention to what connects us. Things like love, fear, hope, grief, doubt, humor, ego, humanity, anger, sweet flesh and suffering flesh, and a sense of something greater and deeper, more powerful and able than we are.