I did not reach Thee

Read 'I did not reach Thee' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.

I did not reach Thee by Emily Dickinson

 I did not reach Thee
But my feet slip nearer every day
Three Rivers and a Hill to cross
One Desert and a Sea
I shall not count the journey one
When I am telling thee.

Two deserts, but the Year is cold
So that will help the sand
One desert crossed --
The second one
Will feel as cool as land
Sahara is too little price
To pay for thy Right hand.

The Sea comes last -- Step merry, feet,
So short we have to go --
To play together we are prone,
But we must labor now,
The last shall be the lightest load
That we have had to draw.

The Sun goes crooked --
That is Night
Before he makes the bend.
We must have passed the Middle Sea --
Almost we wish the End
Were further off --
Too great it seems
So near the Whole to stand.

We step like Plush,
We stand like snow,
The waters murmur new.
Three rivers and the Hill are passed --
Two deserts and the sea!
Now Death usurps my Premium
And gets the look at Thee.

Form: Free verse

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