
May I address you a few lines 'ere you go hence? I have read your poems for a number
of years. I am forty five years old, have not only but re-read them, and the answer
to one of them I discovered only a few months ago, "The Riddle Song." It means
The Spirit—I have lately been looking into Scientific Christianity and find in
To You, page 186, that I never saw in this same light,—"These furies, elements,
storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent dissolution, you are he or she who is
master or mistress over them, master or mistress in your own right over Nature,
elements, pain, passion, dissolution."
These I have
underlined are already being taught—and discussed as possibilities.
It brings peace to my soul to know that I can read and understand Leaves of Grass. I do not mean that any of the poems can be chosen out of the whole, but I select for a handful "All is Truth"—To Him That was Crucified, The Compost, Passage to India, Miracles, To You, Song of the Rolling Earth, and all the Songs, To a Common Prostitute, Eidolons." I have been through torture body and soul, and now to know that there is no end to time and space, and no end to myself.!
"My Spirit to Yours" Dear Brother, Marilla B Minchen. Carroll. Iowa.
