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I absolutely love this poem! A first I had no idea what Whitman was
refering to but then it struck me. Could he possibly be talking of our
innate gift of free will? It is the very being that moves us but no on can
seem to put it into verse. It moves us just as it moved the martyrs
willingly in the past. It was freely given to us and we can pasionately use
it for the greatest achievment:heaven!
Rebecca from United States