One Blessing had I than the rest — Emily Dickinson

One Blessing had I than the restSo larger to my EyesThat I stopped gauging — satisfied —For this enchanted size —

It was the limit of my Dream —The focus of my Prayer —A perfect — paralyzing Bliss —Contented as Despair —

I knew no more of Want — or Cold —Phantasms both becomeFor this new Value in the Soul —Supremest Earthly Sum —

The Heaven below the Heaven above —Obscured with ruddier Blue —Life's Latitudes leant over — full —The Judgment perished — too —

Why Bliss so scantily disburse —Why Paradise defer —Why Floods be served to Us — in Bowls —I speculate no more —