On My Volcano Grows the Grass

By Emily Dickinson

On my volcano grows the grass,
A meditative spot,
An area for a bird to choose
Would be the general thought.

How red the fire reeks below,
How insecure the sod—
Did I disclose, would populate
With awe my solitude !

Why does Emily Dickinson’s  poem find a special mention in my meditativespot?

This photograph is a throwback  from my first Kashmir trip .

Looking at the lush green, neatly pruned green valley , I thought , it was an area birds would easily choose ! I dwell in possibilities is what Dickinson would say !  

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