O lonesomeness! My home, lonesomeness! How blessedly and tenderly speaks your voice to me! We do not question each other, we do not complain to each other; we go together openly through open doors. For all is open with you and clear; and even the hours run here on lighter feet. For in the dark, time weighs heavier upon one than in the light.
O lonesomeness! My home, lonesomeness! How blessedly and tenderly
speaks your voice to me!
We do not question each other, we do not complain to each other; we
go together openly through open doors.
For all is open with you and clear; and even the hours run here on
lighter feet. For in the dark, time weighs heavier upon one than in the
light.