Please help me analyze Emily Dickinson's poem "He is groping for your soul".

He groped for your soul with his fingers.

He groped for your soul with his fingers.

Like a pianist fiddling with keys.

Then, officially play the music—

He makes you dizzy gradually—

Get ready for your fragile heart

To meet this magical blow—

With a faint knock, from far to near-

Then, slowly, let you.

Have time to breathe—

Your mind has a cool bubble-

Once again, solemnly, with a loud noise, thunderbolt-

Take off the coat of your naked soul-

Giant wind's fingers hold the forest—

The whole universe is quiet—