Tuesday, April 16, 2013

A beautiful description of truth by Carl Sandberg

Who Am I?
BY CARL SANDBURG

My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading "Keep Off."

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.

Source: Poetry (March 1914).

This is the first time I have read Sandburg so I listened to this documentary: