Going.

Some keep the Sabbath going to the 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

Thank you very much, Jess.