“Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.”
Emily Elizabeth Dickenson lived a quiet, even reclusive life. She was introverted and thought to be eccentric by those in her local community. Yet, her soul was ignited by poetry. She wrote in private, penning nearly eighteen hundred poems, without the need for acclaim or approbation. Less than a dozen of her poems were published during her lifetime; even those were notably altered. Emily Dickenson’s poetry collection was discovered upon her death in 1886 by her younger sister, Lavinia. In 1890, her first collection of poetry, heavily edited, was published. It was not until 1955 that an unaltered version was published and the world finally met the real Emily Dickenson. Today, she is considered to be a major American poet.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
The poet has spoken: Joy is found in the act of living.