Open Road (Adapted from "Song of the Open Road" by Walt Whitman)
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints,
Strong and content I travel the, I travel the open road.
The earth is,
I said that the earth, that is sufficient,
(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
I carry them, men and women, wherever I go,
I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return).
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune,
I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints,
Strong, healthy and free I take to the, I travel the open road.
The earth is,
I said that the earth, that is sufficient,
I do not want constellations any nearer,
I know they are very well where they are,
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
"The amount of diverse mystical references and the mix of sounds is so particular that it won’t fit onto a genre, nor will it be identified with a specific geography". MY NOISY TWINS