There was a child went forth every day,
And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or pity or love or dread, that object he became,
And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day…
The great laws take and effuse without argument,
I am of the same style, for I am their friend,
I love them quits and quits… I do not halt and make salaams.