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Walt Whitman - Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone
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ROOTS and leaves themselves alone are these;
Scents brought to men and women from the wild woods, and from the
         pond-side,
Breast-sorrel and pinks of love—fingers that wind around tighter
         than vines,
Gushes from the throats of birds, hid in the foliage of trees, as the
         sun is risen;
Breezes of land and love—breezes set from living shores out to you
         on the living sea—to you, O sailors!
Frost-mellow`d berries, and Third-month twigs, offer`d fresh to young
         persons wandering out in the fields when the winter breaks up,
Love-buds, put before you and within you, whoever you are,
Buds to be unfolded on the old terms;
If you bring the warmth of the sun to them, they will open, and bring
         form, color, perfume, to you;
If you become the aliment and the wet, they will become flowers,
         fruits, tall blanches and trees.
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