I opened the road for the world to come to me,

and there comes noboby.

I found myself lonely and found there are many, many like me.

For the lonely ones like me, I lose my complaints.

For the lonely but patient ones, I learn to be patient like them.

--Emily Dickinson--
This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me,--
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.

Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet countrymen,
Judge tenderly of me!