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” —
(Emily Dickinson)
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