To lose one's faith surpassesThe loss of an estate,
Because estates can be
Replenished, - faith cannot.
Inherited with life,
Belief but once can be;
Annihilate a single-clause,
And Being's Beggary
~Emily Dickinson~
I stepped from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch,-
This gave me that precious gift
Some call experience.
~Emily Dickinson~
Saturday, October 3, 2009
All About Faith and Experience
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2 comments:
Thanks for sharing!! I love Emily Dickinson! They say she wrote almost 2000 poems, many of which haven't been published or released.
Most of all, I love her work because her poems have a great deal of meaning and are about real things--like life and death. But also, they're short and to the point.
I think it can certainly be said that she was a poem herself.
Mike
Mike:
She is a great poet. One of my very favorites as well!
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