Florence Churchill Casebeer - III. Emily Dickinson lyrics

And still you scorn the confines life would cast About your fixed and marked identity. A father, lover, friend tried endlessly, And all the cycled censors failed at last. Now resurrected in your revived past, At signal of the bu*terfly and bee, Witness your love wedded in mystery! Beyond the book, the dream once believed, you clasp. Not what we read or see or trace in line, Becomes the ultimate of greater worth; It is the dream we hold as our own right Unseen by men, but envied for the sign It shines upon the face of these on earth Who cling to love and faith beyond the light