A Clear Midnight

THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.

by Walt Whitman Click to read full poem

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I love this song. I would like to receive the original lyrics in Vietnamese. Thank you so much.
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time is walking, crawling, rolling to its gravity Midnight of time! a boy I am on the bed of abusive game lonely elation lonely exhaustion of life's lymph! before the sunrise of time exhausted being I am.....
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Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best.
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It’s like Good Night Moon for adults. I read it like an evening prayer before bed.
Excellent use of rhyme scheme. SYLVA-ONYEMA UBA
Nice poem 💖
In little words the human thoughts in different times is narrated so greatly.
I believe he is saying goodbye in a sense of an outer body experiance.
amazing poem feel nice
Amazing poem.. Feels nice
amazing what he means by the word lesson?
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done walt witman leads us away from all things in the world including the world. He himself states that I am the child of soul and nature
This poem stole all the breath in my lungs and gave me dreams to breathe instead
a time to move on to greener pastures?
The deadline to be worthy before God before reaching the paradise.....+++++++++++++++++ nice poem........+++
merry christmass everyone... wish you all a wonderfull night full starts and new beginings
A cloudless sky after the sun has set, as the hands of the clock bring one day to an end and another into being, such a sky leads away infinitely. Or comes to us from eternity. Walt, your words waltz through time.