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 of narrow Hands
To gather Paradise --
~ Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
In a surprising match up, one of my favourite actors Bill Murray reads this poem to construction workers at the building site for the Poets House at the national library center in New York city. Of several he reads, this one gets the applause.
With Dickinson as an inspiration and motivation, what possibilities exist in your life?
