No ladder needs the bird but skies
To situate its wings,
Nor any leader’s grim baton
Arraigns it as it sings.
The implements of bliss are few —
As Jesus says of Him,
“Come unto me” the moiety
That wafts the cherubim.
(Emily Dickinson)
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