From the recording Only Gossamer My Gown
Lyrics
The Soul selects her own Society
The Soul selects her own Society —
Then — shuts the Door —
To her divine Majority —
Obtrude no more —
Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing —
At her low Gate —
Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat —
I’ve known her — from an ample nation —
Choose One —
Then — close the Valves of her attention —
Like Stone —