This is the first stanza of a very long poem essay by Walt Whitman.
We are offering it here as a New Year’s Day poem,
welcoming you into the new year,
with thoughts of a new path for a new year
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.