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To be alive—is Power—
Existence—in itself—
Without a further function—
Omnipotence—Enough—
To be alive—and Will!
'Tis able as a God—
The Maker—of Ourselves—be what—
Such being Finitude!
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Her Breast Is Fit For Pearls
- He Was Weak, And I Was Strong—then
- Peace Is A Fiction Of Our Faith
- The Test Of Love—is Death
- I Am Ashamed—i Hide