The sky, above the roof, Is so blue and so calm! The tree above the roof Cradles its palm. The bell, in the sky we watch, Quietly rings; A bird on the tree we watch, Mournfully sings. Lord, O Lord, life is here Gently fluttering down. That peaceful stir we hear Comes from the town. —What have you done, you there Endlessly weeping; in sooth, What have you done, you there, With your youth? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INEVITABLY (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPRINGTIDE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO EMILIE BIGELOW HAPGOOD - PHILANTHROPIST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A BIRTHDAY SONG by SIDNEY LANIER THE GOLDEN WEDDING OF STERLING AND SARAH LANIER by SIDNEY LANIER BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 11 by EZRA POUND |