【Design】狐狸太太日記

I paced alone on the road across the field 
while the sunset was hiding its last gold like a miser. 

The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness, 
and the widowsed land, whose harvest  had been reaped,
lay silent.Suddenly a boy's shrill voice rose into the sky. 

He traversed the dark unseen, leaving the track of his song across 
the hush of the evening.His village home lay there at the 
end of the waste land, beyond the sugar-cane field, 
hidden among the shadows of the banana and 
the slender areca palm, the coconut and the dark green jack-fruit trees.

I stopped for a moment in my lonely way under the starlight, 
and saw spread before me the darkened earth surrounding 
with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles 
and beds, mothers' hearts and evening lamps, and young 
lives glad with a gladness that knows nothing of 
its value for the world.