890 <br /> <br />From Us She wandered now a Year, <br />Her tarrying, unknown, <br />If Wilderness prevent her feet <br />Or that Ethereal Zone <br /> <br />No eye hath seen and lived <br />We ignorant must be— <br />We only know what time of Year <br />We took the Mystery.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-us-she-wandered-now-a-year/
