Poems By Arjava

HIGH up in beds of air

The grey cloud-oysters keep

Those gems of sunray-snare

And rainbow-sleep—

Pearl-pale, yet fain to flush

With sunset's lingering hue,

Ere on Time the Eternal Hush

Shed grace of dew.

So let the light-brimmed heart

Sing with refracted ray

The unutterable art

Of heaven-fraught Day.