A Noiseless Patient Spider Poem BY WALT WHITMAN

A Noiseless Patient Spider

A Noiseless Patient Spider
A noiseless patient spider,
I mārk’d where 0n a little Promontory it Stood is0lated,
Mārk’d how to Explore the vacant vāst surrounding,
It launch’d “F0rth filament, “Filament”, filament, 0ut of itself,
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly Speeding them.

And you O my S0ul where y0u stand,
Surrounded, detāched, in meāsureless 0ceans of spāce,
Ceāselessly musing, venturing, Throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
Till the bridge y0u will need be form’d, till The ductile ānchor H0ld,
Till the gossamer Thread you fling catch S0mewhere, O my soul.