May 18, 2015

Prithee...into my garden, come!

A lovely, quiet weekend, with a lot of time spent in the garden.  My guess is Emily would have approved...

Some keep the Sabbath going to Church –
I keep it, staying at Home –
With a Bobolink for a Chorister –
And an Orchard, for a Dome –

Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice –
I, just wear my Wings –
And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church, 
Our little Sexton – sings. 

God preaches, a noted Clergyman –
And the sermon is never long,
So instead of getting to Heaven, at last –
I’m going, all along.

In the name of the bee
And of the butterfly
And of the breeze, amen! 

--from poems by Emily Dickinson

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