April 29, 2018: A World of Full of Intersections

Some keep the Sabbath going to Church (236), by Emily Dickinson

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.

It’s a world full of intersections and what to do and what really is can be rather confusing at
times. It seems true that some roads are best not taken. However, sometimes it’s hard to
tell unless the road is taken. Perhaps we’re going, all along, and perhaps it’s that realization
that makes it easier to breathe well when those intersections come around.

2 Responses so far.

  1. Edgar says:

    I realized Dickinson capitalized “Church” to show importance in the first line, but she also capitalized “Home” in the second line. I love the idea that her spiritual place and practices may be different to her than it is to others. This is a dilemma that I had been asking myself for a while. I am told by others that I am unjust for missing church, yet I find myself practicing my spirituality more happily in isolation. Anyways, I’d rather take the road that makes it easier for me to breath than the road that is driven by the fear that I will be unjust if I don’t follow the forced one. In the end, both roads may meet in the same place. Thank you for sharing this!

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