2/15/09

A Selective Soul


The soul selects her own society,

Then shuts the door;

On her divine majority

Obtrude no more.
Unmoved, she notes the chariot's pausing

At her low gate;

Unmoved,

an emperor is kneeling

Upon her mat.
I've known her from an ample nation

Choose one;

Then close the valves of her attention

Like stone.


-Emily Dickinson

2 comments:

dreea said...

The soul...like stone
Unmoved, untouched, unbroken
Walks in society.
One day breathe in
The colors, taste of air
Inspired to go wild.
Peak through
The doors of wonders
Float
Live
Dream
Dance...
The soul is free
The soul is broken
Float in the winds
Of gipsy magic dance...

kai said...

Love…….

Wax
Wan
Desire
Despair
Restoration
Rage
Tender
Tumultuous
Truth
Theory
Pleasure
Pain
Dance
Dream
Sand
Stone
Yes
No

Everything
Nothing
Desperate
Celebratory

Love

Selfish / tempting / destructive / decedent / suffocating / uplifting / teasing / terrible / impossible / needy / consuming / creative / arrogant / meek / relentless / necessary /