Continuities By Walt Whitman 1819-1892 Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost, No birth, identity, form–no object of the world. Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing; Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain. Ample are time and space–ample the fields of Nature. The body, sluggish, aged, cold–the embers […] […]