Great is life... and real and mystical... wherever and whoever,
Great is death... Sure as life holds all parts together, death holds all
parts together;
Sure as the stars return again after they merge in the light, death is
great as life.

-Great Are the Myths



All is a procession,
The universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion.

-I Sing the Body Electric



The sum of all known value and respect I add up in you whoever you
are;
The President is up there in the White House for you... it is not you
who are here for him,
The Secretaries act in their bureaus for you... not you here for them,
The Congress convenes every December for you,
Laws, courts, the forming of states, the charters of cities, the going and
coming of commerce and mails are all for you.

All doctrines, all politics and civilization exurge from you,
All sculpture and monuments and any thing inscribed anywhere are
tallied in you,
The gist of histories and statistics as far back as the records reach is in
you this hour-and myths and tales the same;
If you were not breathing and walking here where would they all be?
The most renowned poems would be ashes... orations and plays
would be vacuums.

-Carol of Occupations