Why should I wish to see God better than this day?I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass;I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every one is signed by God’s name,And I leave them where they are,for I know that others will punctually come forever and ever.
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
