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.
~E. Dickinson
Andante Sostenuto from Widor’s Symphonie Gothique
(yes, Widor plays his own music in this 1932 recording!)
Just beware your walls…
Be well, and at peace,
Phil




