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THE DUNES, by                    
First Line: Out where the sand is mountain high
Last Line: This rare place of beauty I love best.
Subject(s): Dunes; Nature


Out where the sand is mountain high,
The sun rides high in the sky.
Then at eve a crimson ball sinks in the west,
'Mid colors azure and crimson it goes to rest;
And the air is fragrant and sweet,
And the billowy waves lap and meet.
Out there beautiful stars disperse,
Peopling a vast white universe,
Scattering golden dots through the night
Into the radiant loveliness of light.
There, in a silence all serene,
A subtle "something felt" not seen,
'Mid the shadows hushed and wide,
Where wild rose and thistle grow side by side,
And the moon shines down so bright.
There all nature rests in the silent night,
And the days are golden and still,
And you wander and dream at will.
Peopled are the woods with floral splendor
That breathes a fragrance sweet and tender,
And the breezes whisper and sigh
Where long shadows in the moonlight lie.
Out where all nature seems at rest,
This rare place of beauty I love best.





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