The Moon is distant from the Sea
By Emily Dickinson
The Moon is distant from the Sea –
And yet, with Amber Hands –She leads Him – docile as a Boy –Along appointed Sands –
He never misses a Degree –Obedient to Her eye –He comes just so far – toward the Town –Just so far – goes away –
Oh, Signor, Thine, the Amber Hand –And mine – the distant Sea –Obedient to the least commandThine eye impose on me –