Emily Dickinson – My period had come for Prayer


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My period had come for Prayer
No other Art—would do

My Tactics missed a rudiment
Creator—Was it you?

God grows above—so those who pray
Horizons—must ascend
And so I stepped upon the North
To see this Curious Friend

His House was not—no sign had He
By Chimney—nor by Door
Could I infer his Residence
Vast Prairies of Air

Unbroken by a Settler
Were all that I could see
Infinitude—Had'st Thou no Face
That I might look on Thee?

The Silence condescended
Creation stopped—for Me
But awed beyond my errand
I worshipped—did not "pray"

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