780 <br /> <br />The Truth—is stirless— <br />Other force—may be presumed to move— <br />This—then—is best for confidence— <br />When oldest Cedars swerve— <br /> <br />And Oaks untwist their fists— <br />And Mountains—feeble—lean— <br />How excellent a Body, that <br />Stands without a Bone— <br /> <br />How vigorous a Force <br />That holds without a Prop— <br />Truth stays Herself—and every man <br />That trusts Her—boldly up—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-truth-is-stirless/
