The Mystery of Pain     by Emily Dickinson

  Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.

It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.

 

To The Top Of The Page

Articles

This Site and those Below Are Brought to You By Craypoe.com

ToolBagMag.com--Online Magazine

Christ AndCountry.net--Christian

LocalNJ.com--North NJ Scene