Song of Denise

September 8th, 2009

 There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now;
And will never be any  more perfection than there is now, 
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.

This section of Walt Whitman’s poem  ” Song of Myself ” screamed out to me immediately. I interpret it to mean we only get one chance at life so make the most of it. You know carpe diem seize the day, there’s no time like the present, so get out there and live Walt Whitman wants us to have extraordinary, happy, lives with no regrets.

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September 1st, 2009

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