1000 <br /> <br />The Fingers of the Light <br />Tapped soft upon the Town <br />With "I am great and cannot wait <br />So therefore let me in." <br /> <br />"You're soon," the Town replied, <br />"My Faces are asleep— <br />But swear, and I will let you by, <br />You will not wake them up." <br /> <br />The easy Guest complied <br />But once within the Town <br />The transport of His Countenance <br />Awakened Maid and Man <br /> <br />The Neighbor in the Pool <br />Upon His Hip elate <br />Made loud obeisance and the Gnat <br />Held up His Cup for Light.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fingers-of-the-light/
