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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My period had come for Prayer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">564</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My period had come for Prayer—<br>No other Art—would do—<br>My Tactics missed a rudiment—<br>Creator—Was it you?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">God grows above—so those who pray<br>Horizons—must ascend—<br>And so I stepped upon the North<br>To see this Curious Friend—</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His House was not—no sign had He—<br>By Chimney—nor by Door<br>Could I infer his Residence—<br>Vast Prairies of Air</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Unbroken by a Settler—<br>Were all that I could see—<br>Infinitude—Had'st Thou no Face<br>That I might look on Thee?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=385946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Silence condescended—<br>Creation stopped—for Me—<br>But awed beyond my errand—<br>I worshipped—did not "pray"—</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</a></strong></div>