A BIRD, CAME DOWN THE WALK ~BY EMILY DICKINSON
A Bird, came down the Walk –
He did not know I saw –
A Bird, came down the Walk –
He did not know I saw –
Beneath the sky, where dusk meets the sea
A wild expanse of magic, untamed and free
The whispering sea moves, a steady refrain,
Like a woman’s gaze, her power to explain,
how she holds the strength of tides within her soul.