Poems By Arjava

SMILING, with gracious mien

Usha comes

(Eastward cloud-banners lean—

And sea-wave drums),

Treading Her twilit path

To summits of day

(All of night's aftermath

Fades fast away).

Winning Light's victory

Her sun-kissed feet

Beckon unceasingly

(The sea-drums beat),

Gleam to the earth-bound

Through spaces of mind,

Token a Freedom found

No shadows bind.