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!
~Emily Dickinson
2 comments
A beautiful Sunday meditation. The picture of the flowers is enthralling. You’re getting pretty good with that camera!
i absolutely love this photo!