Life, by Walt Whitman

Life

Ever the undiscouraged, resolute, struggling soul of man;
(Have former armies fail'd? Then we send fresh armies--and fresh again; )
Ever the grappled mystery of all earth's ages old or new;
Ever the eager eyes, hurrahs, the welcome-clapping hands, the loud
applause;
Ever the soul dissatisfied, curious, unconvinced at last;
Struggling to-day the same--battling the same.

poems.one - Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman