Now Chil the Kite brings home the night That Mang the Bat sets free. The herds are shut in byre and hut - For loosed till dawn are we. This is the hour of pride and power, Talon and tush and claw. O hear the call! Good Hunting, All That keep the Jungle Law! ~Rudyard Kipling
The floor before my bed is bright: Moonlight - like hoarfrost - in my room. I lift my head and watch the moon. I drop my head and think of home. ~Li Po
I scrub the long floorboards in the kitchen, repeating the motions of other women who have lived in this house. And when I find a long gray hair floating in the pail, I feel my life added to theirs. ~Jane Kenyon
There was a road ran past our house Too lovely to explore. I asked my mother once -- she said That if you followed where it led It brought you to the milk-man's door. (That's why I have not travelled more.) ~Edna St. Vincent Millay