Poems By Arjava

SOME bridges span .although they hold apart :

Through gulf ' twixt earth and sun, from shore to shore

The wavering "plumes of light made eager start—

Time's load lay on-those wings whose Fate they bore.

No bridge be woven out from soul to soul;

In utmost freedom may he thrive afar,—

Ungripped by alien words that seek control,

A griefless moving and untroubled star.

And may no dimness of mortality

Delay the chosen wings of his delight,

When others think of him and inly see

The joy they wish him wend forth through the night.