Poems By Arjava

..........Above the flaccid yellow leaves

The new grass grows ;

And emeralds coyer that too beaten track

Long winter froze.

Again the thought clouds race upon the sky

Of tranquil blue ;

And everywhere the joys of nesting birds

Come welling through.

Beyond the last horizons of despair

A dream has laced

The grey aloneness and the empty groves

Of ashen waste.