the home
i paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding itsst gold like a miser.
the daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, and the widowednd, whose harvest had been reaped,y silent.
suddenly a boy''s shrill voice rose into the sky. he traversed the dark unseen, leaving the track of his song across the hush of the evening.
his vige homey there at the end of the wastend, beyond the sugar-cane field, hidden among the shadows of the banana and the slender areca palm, the cocoa-nut and the dark green jack-fruit trees.
i stopped for a moment in my lonely way under the starlight, and saw spread before me the darkened earth surrounding with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles and beds, mothers'' hearts and eveningmps, and young lives d with a dness that knows nothing of its value for the world.
i paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding itsst gold like a miser.
the daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, and the widowednd, whose harvest had been reaped,y silent.
suddenly a boy''s shrill voice rose into the sky. he traversed the dark unseen, leaving the track of his song across the hush of the evening.
his vige homey there at the end of the wastend, beyond the sugar-cane field, hidden among the shadows of the banana and the slender areca palm, the cocoa-nut and the dark green jack-fruit trees.
i stopped for a moment in my lonely way under the starlight, and saw spread before me the darkened earth surrounding with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles and beds, mothers'' hearts and eveningmps, and young lives d with a dness that knows nothing of its value for the world.