What mystery pervades a well!
–– Emily’s supposition.
And I, like the others,
Could only but raptly listen.
Walt told me I would die,
Said others would say what they please.
But I knew he was right,
And his words put me at ease.
Mary touted the common,
As something greater than its parts.
And I was of that family of things,
The stars and me––of one heart.
Their words and their stories,
Sum greater than their singular sounds.
They provide me meaning,
To ineffability I’ve found.
 Emily Dickinson and Thomas Herbert Johnson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (1960).
 Walt Whitman, Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass : The First (1855) Edition (New York: Penguin Books, 2005).
 Mary Oliver, Wild Geese (Tarset [England]: Bloodaxe, 2004).