Among the Multitude
Among the men and women the multitude
I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,
Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child,
any nearer than I am,
Some are baffled, but that one is not - that one knows me.
Ah lover and perfect equal,
I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections,
And when I meet you mean to discover you by the like in you.
- Walt Whitman (1819-1892)