Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety-Jig

"...Pastel mesas lifted toward the skies
With light-foot winds to leap them one by one.
Here are her scornful wastelands--proud and still...

Wide miles of sweet green cleanness everywhere,
Where distant, miraged silver waters lie,
And one grows drunken on the thin bright air..."


"My weariness drops from me like a cloak,
And I am rested as a child from sleep.
The old song brings the scent of blue wood-smoke
And wind-blown lavender for me to keep--

Out of the starry net--one song I hold--
Is sweeter than any song--and it is old."


"One of me slips away--
A small thin ghost--
Out to a still, grey place--
A strange, remembered way of loneliness--
Of distances and space--
Of eerie winds--and darkness
Coming down--
Miles and miles from a town."


"An old glad madness whirling within my veins,
A song on my lips--and a strange, wild ecstasy
That only the hearts of the very young may know
Lifting up in me...

And an old road--calling one who has been away
Such a long, long while."


"Love longing lingers, waits awaking here--
Returned to shadows of my soul's desire."