Emily Dickinson LXXXIII
The brain is wider than the sky
For put them side by side
The one the other will include
with ease, and you beside.
The brain is deeper than the sea
For hold them, blue to blue
The one the other will absorb
As sponges, buckets do.
The brain is just the weight of God
For, lift them, pound for pound
And they will differ, if they do,
As syllable from sound.