The Great Outdoors
Reading edition
O great outdoors, without floors, Or walls, or roofs, or bounds, Grant this day that I may stray Amidst thy plains and mounds, Let me be among the free That climb thy purple hills; Let me breathe the scents that wreathe Thy violet bordered rills: Let thy sun, till day be done, Shine from out thy great blue sky; Let thy starlight and the still night Soothe my rest when down I lie; Let the shadows cool the meadows, And the night sounds whisper low, In the stillness of thy valleys Where the waters lap and flow.
Maud Russell