Emily Dickinson «Because that you are going…»
* * * Because that you are going And never coming back And I, however absolute, May overlook your Track — Because that Death is final, However first it be, This instant be suspended Above Mortality — Significance that each has lived The other to detect Discovery not God himself Could now annihilate Eternity, Presumption The instant I perceive That you, who were Existence Yourself forgot to live — The “Life that is” will then have been A thing I never knew — As Paradise fictitious Until the Realm of you — The “Life that is to be,” to me, … Читать далее →