The Sky is Low.... A Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Sky is Low.... A Poem of Emily Dickinson


"The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem." Emily Dickinson

Heavy clouds passing by and the Adagio of Sonata BWV 1029 by JS Bach.