Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there, I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist, And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon. https://iwp.uiowa.edu/whitmanweb/en/writings/song-of-myself/section-44 (moving top right towards bottom left) […]