I know that He exists.
Somewhere — in Silence —
He has hid his rare life
From our gross eyes.

‘Tis an instant’s play.
‘Tis a fond Ambush —
Just to make Bliss
Earn her own surprise!

But — should the play
Prove piercing earnest —
Should the glee — glaze —
In Death’s — stiff — stare —

Would not the fun
Look too expensive!
Would not the jest —
Have crawled too far!

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2 Comments

  1. frumpo says:

    Why does God make death and the Death Moment so gruesome? It is not a great advertisement for Bliss!

  2. Haley says:

    I read this in a literature class, and i love this for the way she tells her ideas on what she thinks God is like, which is only a transcendent god. Even though God is definately close to us and able to be reached, unfortunately, Emily Dickinson didn’t see that.

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