As One does Sickness over lyrics
by Emily Dickinson
957
As One does Sickness over
In convalescent Mind
His scrutiny of Chances
By blessed Health obscured
As One rewalks a Precipice
And whittles at the Twig
That held Him from Perdition
Sown sidewise in the Crag
A Custom of the Soul
Far after suffering
Identity to question
For evidence't has been