One night I wandered alone from my comrades' huts; The grasshoppers chirped softly In the warm misty evening; Bracken fronds beckoned from the darkness With exquisite frail green fingers; The tree gods muttered affectionately about me, And from the distance came the grumble of a kindly train. I was so happy to be alone, So full of love for the great speechless earth, That I could have laid my cheek in the wet grasses And caressed with my lips the hard sinewy body Of Earth, the cherishing mistress of bitter lovers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEGIRA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE BLACK RUNNER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CITIES OF THE PLAIN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE LEAVES FIRST by CARL PHILLIPS WALT WHITMAN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |