Above the deep-set valley The mountain-ranges rise; Above the clouded summits, The boundless skies. Beyond the crested surges, Broad plains of ocean are, Beyond the dim hoizons The evening star. Beyond, above the limits Of toil and pain and strife, Gleams like a fitful beacon The blessed life. Beyond Earth's quick mutations, Bright hopes and glooms of fear -- Ah! but high heaven affrights us, Our home is here! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AWAKENING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE COLOR SERGEANT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |