If pain for peace prepares
Lo, what “Augustan” years
Our feet await!

If springs from winter rise,
Can the Anemones
Be reckoned up?

If night stands fast — then noon
To gird us for the sun,
What gaze!

When from a thousand skies
On our developed eyes
Noons blaze!

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2 Comments

  1. frumpo says:

    This life foreshadows heavenly glory.

  2. Nicole says:

    this poem is nice
    i like all of Emily Dickinson’s poems

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