Many Many Moons/Refuge
REFUGE
When stars ride in on the wings of dusk,
Out on the silent plain,
After the fevered fret of day,
I find my strength again.
Out on 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,
I find my heart for the fight.
That smile in the lonely night,
Close to the rolling prairie's heart,
I find my heart for the fight.
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.
I fling myself on the sod;
And there in the tranquil solitude
I find my soul,—and God.