Emily Dickinson's Garden of Poetry

http://www.poetseers.org/early_american_poets/emily_dickinson_poems_nature/5/

Some keep the Sabbath going to 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  

What I believe Dickinson is trying to say is that while everyone is at church, she is at home enjoying her garden and nature in general. She is also then in heaven all the time, where she really wants to be.