Walt Whitman

Book V. Calamus: Full of Life Now

Full of life, now, compact, visible,
  I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States,
  To one a century hence, or any number of centuries hence,
  To you, yet unborn, these, seeking you.
 
  When you read these, I, that was visible, am become invisible;
  Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me;
  Fancying how happy you were, if I could be with you, and become your
        comrade;
  Be it as if I were with you. (Be not too certain but I am now with
        you.)
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