Poems By Arjava

TURN to the inscape of turquoise ;

Be one with the unicorn :

And gain with bared feet the shrine way of renewal

Through the pearl-hush of dawn.

Gather blue lotus at moonrise

And with colours un guessed at strew

That sunward path the unicorns are keeping

In the pearl-pale dew ;

Matchless their worship and un veering,

Their arrow-perfect flight

Beyond the last dim barriers of morning,

Unencumbered by the night.

Greet from the quiet gateway

Of that hilltop shrine

The unimaged splendour of new day-birth,—

Heart's un beleaguered shine !