She’s happy, with a new Content —

She’s happy, with a new Content —
That feels to her — like Sacrament —
She’s busy — with an altered Care —
As just apprenticed to the Air —

She’s tearful — if she weep at all —
For blissful Causes — Most of all
That Heaven permit so meek as her —
To such a Fate — to Minister.

Emily Dickinson

She’s happy with a new wax —
That feels to her like altar bread—
She’s busy with an altered care —
As just learning from her master, the air —

She’s tearful for blissful cause— 
If she weep at all —
Most of all that Heaven permit so meek as her —
To do service on the altar.

Trivially “she” is an altar candle.