THERE IS ANOTHER SKY - by Emily Dickinson

 

THERE  IS  ANOTHER  SKY by Emily Dickinson     There is another sky,    Ever serene and fair,    And there is another sunshine,    Though it be darkness there;    Never mind faded forests, Austin,    Never mind silent fields -     Here is a little forest,    Whose leaf is ever green;    Here is a brighter garden,    Where not a frost has been;    In its unfading flowers    I hear the bright bee hum:    Prithee, my brother,    Into my garden come !