Friday, June 18, 2010

"I swim in it, as in a sea"

To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment—what is this, then?
I do not ask any more delight—I swim in it, as in a sea.

From "I Sing the Body Electric" by Walt Whitman

The Disembarkation at Marseilles (detail), Peter Paul Rubens, 1622-25


chayaruchama said...

How I love both Rubens [ who celebrated us as we ARE, not as we wish to be ;-0 ], and Whitman.

Sweet satori, sister mine.
Abundant thanks....

jmcleod76 said...

Such a lusty mystic, dear Walt.