I Dwell in Possibility (657)

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—

— Emily Dickinson