I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood form'd from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same and their parents the same
I believe what Walt Whitman is trying to explain by this quote is the little things in life that he enjoys. He is very much in love with his surroundings, especially nature. He finds happiness in the simplest of things such as a single spear of grass. He not only understands his role in society, but he also understands that he is just a very microscopic part of life that the world experiences. There all kinds of small components that contribute to making a person who they are. The tiniest little atoms of blood and the smallest piece of soil make everything what they are. Without these little components, the complex item cannot truly have its full identity. Without his long line of family, he himself would not be living today. His ancestors have laid the foundation of life for him, and now because of them he is able to reach his own identity. I believe Walt Whitman wants us to question the littlest things in life that contribute to us living a happy and healthy life. Do we really appreciate all the small things we are given in life? If we think about it, the smallest things are what truly makes a life priceless.
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