Emily Dickinson is well known American poet. In this particular piece, Emily wrote the first two Quatrain ending her thoughts posing a question. The rest of the poem seeks to speak in the voice of faith to answer Emily’s question.
The going from a world we know
To one a wonder still
Is like the Child’s adversity
Whose vista is a hill.
Behind the Hill is sorcery
And everything unknown
But will the secret compensate
for climbing it alone.
I climb the hill but not alone
pass through a veil, not wall of stone;
behind the veil the mystery
of three in one and one as three
Does culminate in Love’s embrace
Yea, thrills the soul: ‘Our Savior’s Face’
And with benediction on His tongue
He sings the song of my ‘well done’
Atop that Hill is confirmation
Of everything revealed
The vista is the old now seen
Without so much concealed
Now the teeming throngs I see
Of the faithful who climbed ahead of me
Warriors now in Zion’s quarters
To pick the leaves and drink the waters
The eye of Faith is now of sight
What once opaque, now is light
And fast recedes the daunting hill
Whose presence mocked my present thrill
