Stacy Marie

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I've always thought about writing, so I came to find a community that would give me honest feedback about my writing, whether I'm God-awful or not I suppose. Just giving it a shot. So...um...ya :)


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Posted 14 Years Ago


A Friend
by Lucy Larcom

Life offers no joy like a friend;
Fulfilment and prophecy blend
In the throb of a heart with its own,
A heart where we know and are known.

Yet more than thy friend unto thee,
Is the friendship hereafter to be,
When the flower of thy life shall unfold
Out of hindering, and darkness, and cold.

Love mocks thee, whose mounting desire
Doth not to the Perfect aspire;
Nor lovest thou the soul thou wouldst win
To shut with thine emptiness in.

A friend! Deep is calling to deep!
A friend! the heart wakes from its sleep
To behold the world lit by one face;
With one heavenward step to keep pace.

O heart wherein all hearts are known,
Whose infinite throb stirs our own!
O Friend beyond friends! what are we,
Who ask so much less, yet have Thee?