Walt Whitman

Carpe Diem

Do not let the day end without having grown a bit, without being happy,without having risen your dreams.

Do not let overcome by disappointment.

Do not let anyone you remove the right to express yourself,
which is almost a duty.

Do not forsake the yearning to make your life something special.

Be sure to believe that words and poetry it can change the world.

Whatever happens, our essence is intact.

We are beings full of passion. Life is desert and oasis.

We breakdowns, hurts us, teaches us, makes us protagonists of our own history.

Although the wind blow against the powerful work continues:

You can make a stanza. Never stop dreaming, because in a dream, man is free.

Do not fall into the worst mistakes: the silence.

Most live in a dreadful silence. Do not resign escape.

Rate the beauty of the simple things.

You can make beautiful poetry on little things, but we can not row against ourselves. That transforms life into hell.

Enjoy the panic that leads you have life ahead. Live intensely, without mediocrity.

Think that you are the future and facing the task with pride and without fear.

Learn from those who can teach you.
Do not let life pass you live without that.

Walt Whitman. 

Walt Whitman

O Me! O Life! 

Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,

Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,

Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)

Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,

Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,

Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,

The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?

                                       Answer.

That you are here—that life exists and identity,

That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

Walt Whitman: One's-Self I Sing

One's-self I sing, a simple separate person,

  Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse.

  Of physiology from top to toe I sing,

  Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say

      the Form complete is worthier far,

  The Female equally with the Male I sing.

  Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,

  Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine,

  The Modern Man I sing.

Walt Whitman.