Song of Myself

from Inflexions by Josep Siam

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lyrics

Song of Myself

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself.

Always the procreant urge of the world
the procreant urge of the world.

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.

Always the procreant urge of the world
the procreant urge of the world.

I’ve heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

Always the procreant urge of the world
the procreant urge of the world.

I’ve heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

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

New now nirinirinew now now
New now nirinirinew now now

*Free adaptation of diferent fragments of the poem Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman. The poem was first published by Whitman in 1855 as part of the book Leaves of Grass.

credits

from Inflexions, released May 21, 2021
J Siam

Free adaptation of diferent fragments of the poem Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman. The poem was first published by Whitman in 1855 as part of the book Leaves of Grass.