We Grow Accustomed To The Dark

By Emily Dickinson

We grow accustomed to the Dark 
When Light is put away 
As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp
To witness her Good bye 

A Moment – We Uncertain step
For newness of the night 
Then – fit our Vision to the Dark 
And meet the Road – erect –

And so of larger – Darknesses –
Those Evenings of the Brain 
When not a Moon disclose a sign 
Or Star – come out – within –

The Bravest – grope a little 
And sometimes hit a Tree
Directly in the Forehead 
But as they learn to see 

Either the Darkness alters 
Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight –
And Life steps almost straight.

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