Emily Dickinson — The Drop that wrestles in the Sea

284 The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea Forgets her own locality As I—toward Thee She knows herself an incense small Yet small—she sighs—if All—is All How larger—be? The Ocean—smiles—at her Conceit But she, forgetting Amphitrite Pleads—"Me"?

Other Emily Dickinson songs:

Hope is the thing with feathers
Because I Could Not Stop for Death
Im wife—Ive finished that 199
Tell All the Truth But Tell it Slant
As Imperceptibly as Grief

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