Come, said my Soul Walt Whitman

Come, said my Soul
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,)
That should I after death invisibly return
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres
There to some group of mates the chants resuming
(Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,)
Ever with pleas'd smiles I may keep on
Ever and ever yet the verses owning – as, first, I here and now
Singing for Soul and Body, set to them my name
Walt Whitman