It troubled me as once I was--
For I was once a child--
Concluding how an Atom--fell-
And yet the Heavens--held--

The Heavens weighed the most--by far--
Yet Blue--and solid--stood--
Without a Bolt--that I could prove--
Would Giants--understand?

Life set me larger--problems--
Some I shall keep--to solve--
Till Algebra is easier--
Or simpler proved--above--

Then--too--be comprehended--
What sorer--puzzled me--
Why Heaven did not break away--
And tumble--Blue--on me--

Emily Dickinson,
c. 1862