God is sitting here, looking into my very soul to see if I think right thoughts. Yet I am not afraid, for I try to be right and good; and He knows ev… - Emily Dickinson

You must let me
go first, Sue, because
I live in the Sea
always and know
the Road.
I would have drowned
twice to save
you sinking, dear,
If I could only
have covered your
Eyes so you wouldn't
have seen the Water.

We grow accustomed to the Dark — When Light is put away — As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp
To witness her Good bye — A Moment — We Uncertain step
For newness of the night — Then — fit our Vision to the Dark — And meet the Road — erect — And so of larger — Darknesses — Those Evenings of the Brain — When not a Moon disclose a sign — Or Star — come out — within — The Bravest — grope a little — And sometimes hit a Tree
Directly in the Forehead — But as they learn to see — Either the Darkness alters — Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight — And Life steps almost straight.

I wish you a kinder sea.