The World — feels Dusty When We stop to Die — We want the Dew — then — Honors — taste dry — Flags — vex a Dying face — But the least Fan Stirred by a friend's Hand — Cools — like the Rain — Mine be the Ministry When thy Thirst comes — Dews of Thessaly, to fetch — And Hybla Balms — #emilydickinson 🌎🌍🌏 When we are able to find the way to minister to the dying we show them The Way to living forever. #dyingworld 🌏🌍🌎#ihavecometogiveyoulife 🌱 #differentkindsofdusty #differentkindsofdying #choosewisely













