Wonderful Causing Tears The ability to pinpoint the birth or beginning of the poet lifestyle is rare. It is rare for the observer as it is for the writer. The Walt Whitman poem “Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking” is looked at by most as just that. It is a documentation, of sorts, of his own paradigm shift. The realities of the world have therein matured his conceptual frameworks. In line 147 we read “Now in a moment I know what I am for, I awake.” This awakening is at the same time a death. The naiveté of the speaker (I will assume Whitman) is destroyed. Through his summer long observation, the truths of life