AFTER HOLIDAY.

Auckland Star, Volume LXI, Issue 103, 3 May 1930, Page 9 (Supplement)

AFTER HOLIDAY.

Oh. ves, there is something beautiful In the things that go on and on eternally, T hate to think it, but I know That even now the long road beyond the With every tree and fern and leaf And blackened stump where fire has been la just as it was when we were walking there. Brave and quiet hillsides, to sun and wind and ruin OShinTn| cl?ar through the sun, or wan And rivers threading through low places). ; ■ ' .. ~L widti ficyond the last nin, Blue Slid- grey, purple and greed, "flecked with shadows, You, too, are there, are theie. There has been no cloud dropped down To hide you from wild birds, And winds that stray across you. Tide after tide uncovers the brown rocks. And all the dark night through, the line Of white wave 9 breaks endlessly, And the high, cliffs hold its echoes. It is only I who am gotf j . , Turned my back on ageless hills, Trees, rocks, cloud shadows on the sea, And time that passes in tireless holiday, it in I who have come back, and left. Unobserved under sun and moon and stars, Changeless tides, and the long road winding. 9 M. KNIGHT. Auckland. ,