The fog is rising. – Emily Dickinson
They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse. – Emily Dickinson

The fog is rising. – Emily Dickinson
They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse. – Emily Dickinson
This is the Hour of Lead —
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow —
First –Chill –then Stupor –then the letting go –. – Emily Dickinson
Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved — the site of it by architect could not again be proved. – Emily Dickinson