Perhaps you think Me stooping
I'm not ashamed of that
Christ - stooped until he touched the Grave -
Do those at Sacrament
Commemorate Dishonor
Or love annealed of love
Until it bend as low as Death
Redignified, above?
Emily Dickinson
The Poems of Emily Dickinson (Franklin), 273
Wikipedia:
"Annealing, in metallurgy and materials science, is a heat treatment that alters the physical and sometimes chemical properties of a material to increase its ductility and reduce its hardness, making it more workable."
Like the peal of a great bell, the theological echoes of this poem reverberate for a long time.
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