I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
leading wherever I choose.

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first—Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first;
Be not discouraged—keep on—there are divine things, well envelop’d;
I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.
—here is happiness;
I think it pervades the open air, waiting at all times;

The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine.
All seems beautiful to me.

--- With apologies to Whitman for the truncation and rearranging of his words