Emily Dickinson has always been one of my favorite poets, and this is one of my favorite poems by her. I was thinking of it today as I biked past a wide open field, so today seemed like a good day to post it.
TO make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,— | |
| One clover, and a bee, | |
| And revery. | |
| The revery alone will do | |
| If bees are few. |