SWALLOWS travel to and fro, <br />And the great winds come and go, <br />And the steady breezes blow, <br />Bearing perfume, bearing love. <br />Breezes hasten, swallows fly, <br />Towered clouds forever ply, <br />And at noonday, you and I <br />See the same sunshine above. <br /> <br />Dew and rain fall everywhere, <br />Harvests ripen, flowers are fair, <br />And the whole round earth is bare <br />To the moonshine and the sun; <br />And the live air, fanned with wings, <br />Bright with breeze and sunshine, brings <br />Into contact distant things, <br />And makes all the countries one. <br /> <br />Let us wander where we will, <br />Something kindred greets us still; <br />Something seen on vale or hill <br />Falls familiar on the heart; <br />So, at scent or sound or sight, <br />Severed souls by day and night <br />Tremble with the same delight - <br />Tremble, half the world apart.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swallows-travel-to-and-fro/
