Which Anguish Was The Utterest--then-- To Perish,

Nods From The Gilded Pointers - Nods From The Seconds Slim - Decades Of Arrogance Between The Dial Life - And Him -

A Great Hope Fell You Heard No Noise The Ruin Was Within.

One Step At A Time Is All It Takes To Get You There.

Assent - And You Are Sane - Demur - And You're Straightaway Dangerous - And Handled With A Chain.

Faith—is The Pierless Bridge Supporting What We See Unto The Scene That We Do Not— Too Slender For The Eye It Bears The Soul As Bold As It Were Rocked In Steel With Arms Of Steel At Either Side— It Joins—behind The Veil To What, Could We Presume The Bridge Would Cease To Be To Our Far, Vacillating Feet A First Necessity.