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作曲 : Matthew Philip Cerami |
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"As I see my soul reflected in Nature, |
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As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible |
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completeness, sanity, beauty, |
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See the bent head and arms folded over the breast, |
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the Female I see." |
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"Each belongs here or anywhere just as much as the well-off, |
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just as much as you, |
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Each has his or her place in the procession. |
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(All is a procession, |
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The universe is a procession with measured and perfect motion)." |
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"Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves? |
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And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead? |
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And if the body does not do fully as much as the soul? |
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And if the body were not the soul, then what is the soul?" |
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- "I Sing The Body Electric," Walt Whitman |
