Poem

I live with Him—I see His face

Emily Dickinson
463 I live with Him—I see His face— I go no more away For Visitor—or Sundown— Death's single privacy The Only One—forestalling Mine— And that—by Right that He Presents a Claim invisible— No wedlock—granted Me— I live with Him—I hear His Voice— I stand alive—Today— To witness to the Certainty Of Immortality— Taught Me—by Time—the lower Way— Conviction—Every day— That Life like This—is stopless— Be Judgment—what it may—

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