ABOVE the roof, the sky expands So blue, so calm; Above the roof a tall tree stands And rocks its palm. The bell that in the sky you see Chimes sweet and faint, A bird in the familiar tree Sings its low plaint. Dear God, dear God, life glides on there In tranquil wise. That peaceful murmur comes from where The city lies. O you who stand here full of tears That flow and flow, What have you done with the lost years Of long ago. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT OUR GOOD LUCK by ROBINSON JEFFERS A BIT OF SKY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SEPULCHRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONNET TO THOSE WHO SEE BUT DARKLY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON A CERTAIN CRITIC by AMY LOWELL |