I dwell in Possibility- (466)
By Emily Dickinson
I dwell in Possibility-
A fairer House than Prose
More numerous of Windows-
Superior- for Doors-
Of Chambers as the Cedars-
Impregnable of eye-
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky-
Of Visitors- the fairest-
For Occupation- This-
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise-