Trusty as the stars
Trusty as the stars Who quit their shining working Prompt as when I lit them In Genesis' new house, Durable as dawn Whose antiquated blossom Makes a world's suspense Perish and rejoice.
Emily Dickinson
Trusty as the stars Who quit their shining working Prompt as when I lit them In Genesis' new house, Durable as dawn Whose antiquated blossom Makes a world's suspense Perish and rejoice.
Emily Dickinson reaches for her most steadfast images—the stars and the sunrise—to describe something utterly reliable. She never names what it is (maybe love, maybe faith, maybe the soul’s own persistence), but the feeling is unmistakable: a confidence so deep it feels cosmic.
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