I Feel The Great Immensity Of Life. All Little Aims Slip From Me, And I Reach My Yearning Soul Toward The Infinite. As When A Mighty Forest, Whose Green Leaves Have Shut It In, And Made It Seem A Bower For Lovers' Secrets, Or For Children'S Sports, Casts All Its Clustering Foliage To The Winds, And Lets The Eye Behold It, Limitless, And Full Of Winding Mysteries Of Ways: So Now With Life That Reaches Out Before, And Borders On The Unexplained Beyond. I See The Stars Above Me, World On World: I Hear The Awful Language Of All Space; I Feel The Distant Surging Of Great Seas, That Hide The Secrets Of The Universe In Their Eternal Bosoms; And I Know That I Am But An Atom Of The Whole.