501 <br /> <br />This World is not Conclusion. <br />A Species stands beyond— <br />Invisible, as Music— <br />But positive, as Sound— <br />It beckons, and it baffles— <br />Philosophy—don't know— <br />And through a Riddle, at the last— <br />Sagacity, must go— <br />To guess it, puzzles scholars— <br />To gain it, Men have borne <br />Contempt of Generations <br />And Crucifixion, shown— <br />Faith slips—and laughs, and rallies— <br />Blushes, if any see— <br />Plucks at a twig of Evidence— <br />And asks a Vane, the way— <br />Much Gesture, from the Pulpit— <br />Strong Hallelujahs roll— <br />Narcotics cannot still the Tooth <br />That nibbles at the soul—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-world-is-not-conclusion/
