Emily Dickinson - In a World where Whispers pass

In a World where Whispers pass –
And thoughts are Mighty too –
And all the Beauty known to Nature –
Came from, a heart, there too –

Was all the wildest Music heard –
In all the Wood and Vale –
And Nature breathed, a jewel there –
With all her Hoops, as pale –

A Lark did sing – A dream, so pure –
Was wafted from the Ground –
When every footstep, every word –
The Harmony I found –

In Nature’s Rim would play –
And spin a brighter day –
Till all the Light, and, in her eye,
In every moment lay –

So still there is, and will abide—
The Nature around me –
An essence that never returned,
Yet sensed as beauty –

That offered every place in Time
With Light of what I say –
A world, that gives its Beauty –
For those who rooted, fast – away!