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 hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human naturefeels.

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.

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (19)

The reader is horrible! ! ! ! !
What a lucid expression of Spring... I guess Emily Dickinson mixed nature with faith so that all Creatures were alive in her pen.
Beauty of nature.. Nice poem
Trade has suddenly encroached Upon a sacrament Great conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.
Emily Dickinson is a master of verses, rhythm, rhyme and meter... all which goes to make memorable poems. And without doubt her creations are all beyond compare. She is one 'Classical Great' and I count her amongst the top ten poets the world has ever produced. Besides, she is one of my favourites.
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