Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Power

You cannot put a fire out;
  A thing that can ignite
Can go, itself, without a fan
  Upon the slowest night.

You cannot fold a flood
  And put it in a drawer, --
Because the winds would find it out,
  And tell your cedar floor.

1. Contrast
2. Ventures
3. Philosophy
4. This Merit Hath the Worst
5. Disenchantment

Aleister Crowley Power ("The mighty sound of forests murmuring")

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