¤ milky moon ¤

I found this Emily Dickinson poem today!

Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a 'Diver' -
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest.
Her heart is fit for home-
I - a Sparrow - build there
Sweet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.

- Not sure if/how it relates (but, pearls! 'Diver'! birds, hearts, home)

Oh, nice one! Well, it certainly relates in a Glass Bead Game sort of way.