To Be Alive—is Power


To be alive—is Power—
Existence—in itself—
Without a further function—

To be alive—and Will!
'Tis able as a God—
The Maker—of Ourselves—be what—
Such being Finitude!

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (12)

love lives here as the smelling of depression....nice
Such a beautiful ode to love. And parting. Such great wisdom! Excellent write, Arun.
Beautiful love poem embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Arun.
thank you everyone. you all are kind. regards
This is no doubt a wonderful work..thanks for sharing...
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