TRANQUIL SOLITUDE...

REFUGE by Lew Sarett (1888-1954)

When stars ride in on the wings of dusk,

                                                Out of the silent plain,

After the fevered fret of day,

                                     I find my strength again.

Under the million friendly eyes

                               That smile...

in the lonely night...

            Close to the rolling prairie's heart,

Out where the cool long winds blow free,

                                                 I fling myself...

on the sod:

                       And there.....          

                                    in the tranquil solitude

 I find my soul...

                                         ...and God.

Photographs 2026

 Lew Sarett's poems are in the public domain. An American author, outdoorsman, and teacher . Check out some of his writing collections, including: "Many Many Moons 1920", "the Box of God 1922" and 

"Slow Smoke 1925"