I lost a world the other day...

Now that I'm not running for awhile, I have some time on my hands. I could use it for reflection.

I went out and bought The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson. I love her poems, and other than Shakespeare, I look to her the most for inspiration when I'm deeply moved by things.

She apparently wrote 1,775 poems before she died in 1886 at the age of 55. Here's one from the Time and Eternity section.

I lost a world the other day.
Has anybody found?
You'll know it by the row of stars
Around its forehead bound.

A rich man might not notice it;
Yet to my frugal eye
Of more esteem than ducats.
Oh, find it, sir, for me!

Uh, I think runnin' means a lot to me. Who knew?