To come home to yourself-
May all that is unforgiven in you,
May your fears yield
Their deepest tranquilities.
May all that is unlived in you,
Blossom into a future,
Graced with love.
oh how I want to live into this
inquiry for today~ what do you want to live into?
Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –And Immortality.We slowly drove –
He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –We passed the Setting Sun –Or rather –He passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and Chill –For only Gossamer, my Gown –My Tippet – only Tulle –
We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground –The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground – Since then – ’tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses’ Heads
Were toward Eternity –