Status Updates From Leaves of Grass

I’m moving slow, but I want to keep going. I’m in the middle of A Song of Myself. I’m marveling at how Whitman expresses all his observations as being absorbed into his own being. It is such a generous and kind way of looking at the world.

"...O to be self-balanced for contingencies, / To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do."