Lo, the Miracle
“Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty,
The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes,
The gentle soft-born measureless light,
The miracle spreading bathing all, the fulfill’d noon,
The coming eve delicious, the welcome night and
the stars,
Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land.” — Walt Whitman; Walt Whitman: Selected Poems (American Poets Project), p. 135
For more from the artist, click below: