Whispers of Heavenly Death
Walt Whitman
1819 to 1892
Track 1
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Some soul is passing over.)
Labial gossip of night, sibilant chorals,
With at times a half-dimm’d sadden’d far-off star,
I see, just see skyward, great cloud-masses,
Mournfully slowly they roll, silently swelling and mixing,
Whispers of heavenly death murmur’d I hear,
(Some parturition rather, some solemn immortal birth;
On the frontiers to eyes impenetrable,
Footsteps gently ascending, mystical breezes wafted soft and low,
Ripples of unseen rivers, tides of a current flowing, forever flowing,
Appearing and disappearing.
(Or is it the plashing of tears? the measureless waters of human tears?)
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