653 <br /> <br />Of Being is a Bird <br />The likest to the Down <br />An Easy Breeze do put afloat <br />The General Heavens—upon— <br /> <br />It soars—and shifts—and whirls— <br />And measures with the Clouds <br />In easy—even—dazzling pace— <br />No different the Birds— <br /> <br />Except a Wake of Music <br />Accompany their feet— <br />As did the Down emit a Tune— <br />For Ecstasy—of it<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/of-being-is-a-bird/
