THERE CAME A DAY AT SUMMER'S FULL - by Emily Dickinson

THERE  CAME  A  DAY  AT  SUMMER'S  FULL    by Emily Dickinson There came a Day at Summer's full, Entirely for me  I thought that such were for the Saints, Where Resurrections  -  be  The Sun, as common, went abroad, The flowers, accustomed, blew, As if no soul the solstice passed That maketh all things new  The time was scarce profaned, by speech  The symbol of a word Was needless, as at Sacrament, The Wardrobe  -  of our Lord  Each was to each The Sealed Church, Permitted to commune this -- time  Lest we too awkward show At Supper of the Lamb. The Hours slid fast - as Hours will, Clutched tight, by greedy hands  So faces on two Decks, look back, Bound to opposing lands  And so when all the time had leaked, Without external sound Each bound the Other's Crucifix  We gave no other Bond  Sufficient troth, that we shall rise  Deposed  -  at length, the Grave  To that new Marriage, Justified  - through Calvaries of Love