If your Nerve, deny you

If your Nerve, deny you β€”
Go above your Nerve β€”
He can lean against the Grave,
If he fear to swerve β€”

That's a steady posture β€”
Never any bend
Held of those Brass arms β€”
Best Giant made β€”

If your Soul seesaw β€”
Lift the Flesh door β€”
The Poltroon wants Oxygen β€”
Nothing more β€”

β€” Emily Dickinson

i.e., joined the Cheryl Strayed fanclub.

It’s all I have to bring today

It's all I have to bring today –
This, and my heart beside –
This, and my heart, and all the fields –
And all the meadows wide –
Be sure you count – should I forget
Some one the sum could tell –
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.

— Emily Dickinson

We Never Know How High We Are (1176)

We never know how high we are
Till we are asked to rise;
And then if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies β€”

The Heroism we recite
Would be a normal thing,
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King β€” 

β€” Emily Dickinson

I Dwell in Possibility (657)

I dwell in Possibility— 
A fairer House than Prose— 
More numerous of Windows— 
Superior—for Doors— 

Of Chambers as the Cedars— 
Impregnable of Eye—
And for an Everlasting Roof 
The Gambrels of the Sky—

Of Visitors—the fairest— 
For Occupation—This— 
The spreading wide my narrow Hands 
To gather Paradise—

— Emily Dickinson