Poems By Arjava

O THOU white undazzling splendour,

Quiescent moon,

Renew thy sway upon our life-tides ;

Let it be soon.

O thou white silence of the night skies,

Bestow thy peace ;

Wind thy cold flame on every thought-way,

Give heart's release.

Through rhythmic cycles of thy spring

What culminant hour

Blooms now when shadows drop defeated,

Full-opened flower !