two roads -pain -joy <br />strip away the skin <br />to the orange <br />and you find sweetness <br />the pain is the skin <br />the sweetness - god <br /> <br />inspired by <br /> <br />After great pain, a formal feeling comes- <br />The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Toombs- <br />The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, <br />And Yesterday, or Centuries before? <br />The Feet, mechanical, go round- <br />Of Ground, or Air, or Ought- <br />A Wooden way <br />Regardless grown, <br />A Quartz contentment, like a stone- <br />This is the Hour of Lead- <br />Remembered, if outlived, <br />As Freezing persons recollect the Snow- <br />First-Chill-then Stupor-then the letting go- <br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-great-pain-a-formal-feeling-comes-2/
