Poem Post for this week

Part Two: Nature

XVIII

TWO butterflies went out at noon
And waltzed above a stream,
Then stepped straight through the firmament
And rested on a beam;
And then together bore away	5
Upon a shining sea,—
Though never yet, in any port,
Their coming mentioned be.
If spoken by the distant bird,
If met in ether sea	10
By frigate or by merchantman,
Report was not to me. -Emily Dickinson