Spring sunshine, near Norfolk, UK. Photo by Evelyn Simak. Licensed under Creative Commons, courtesy Geograph.org.
A Light exists in Spring[]
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope we know
It almost speaks to me.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.
A Light Exists In Spring by Emily Dickinson - Poetry Readin
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This poem is in the public domain