HOME by different ways. Yet all Homeward bound thro' prayer and praise, Young with old, and great with small, Home by different ways. Many nights and many days Wind must bluster, rain must fall, Quake the quicksand, shift the haze. Life hath called and death will call Saints who praying kneel at gaze, Ford the flood or leap the wall, Home by different ways. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 15 by CONRAD AIKEN I COULD TAKE by HAYDEN CARRUTH PARAGRAPHS: 16 by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO ATLANTA UNIVERSITY - ITS FOUNDERS AND TEACHERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOU SAY YOU SAID by MARIANNE MOORE HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 5 by EZRA POUND |