|ill. The Home and School Reference Work. ed. H.M. Dixon 1917.|
The house is still this morning; all asleep
Are those within, as quiet sunbeams drift
Through open windows, from the far-off deep
Of space, still shining. Leafy branches sift
The golden travelers, which run in streams
Between to reach the house, where on the floor
They lie, and shifting still in changeful gleams,
Together seem alive.
The open door
Invites the symphony of wind and light
And meadowlarks to enter and to fill
This habitation. Wild, summer-bright,
The music resonates with strength of will.
On waves of glory, greater purpose breaks;