Faith is now quite uncertain. I'm no longer acting-as-if.
Prayer is the little implementThrough which men reachWhere Presence is denied them.They fling their speechBy means of it in God's EarIf then He hear.This sums the apparatusComprised in prayer.Emily Dickinson
Oh I love Emily Dickinson.
As I do, Cathy, and I love this poem.
Ditto,
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Oh I love Emily Dickinson.
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