I Dwell in Possibility Emily Dickinson

I Dwell in Possibility

I dwell in Possibility
A fairer house than Prose,
More numerous of windows,
Superior of doors.

Of chambers, as the cedars-
Impregnable of eye;
And for an everlasting roof
The gables of the sky.

Of visitors-the fairest-
For occupation-this-
The spreading wide my narrow hands
To gather Paradise.