GLEANINGS ONE look beyond the prison-walls, Dream song unseized by ears of flesh— And this all future Time enthralls, And spins round Space a starry mesh. This touch the Everliving send Endures beyond the wreck of world ; Sped from the bow no mortals bend, This arrow-truth on Maya hurled. O kiss from lips of spirit-flame, Embrace of limbs so dazzling fair, Gesture that out of Brightness came And spilt a fragrance on the air— Seal with a loveliness of dream Time-gleanings of your deathless theme. May 16, 1936. Page-192

ANOTHER CLIMATE CRY out against the slough of hindering years, The importunity of oozy hours,— Their Stygian marsh of stagnancy and fears,— Those dreary banks' unscented hue less flowers. I know another climate where you dwell, Enwalled with crystal air forever young .... Whose words like apple-blossoms gently fell, But print no scar, leave no remorseful tongue. Winged calm of hours gliding so softly on,— The shaped intention of each lovely thing,— Cast but a wavering image where you shone, O drop one feather from your dreams hot wing. March 11, 1938 Page-307

A PRAYER GlVE me not only gold, But the use un wasted Of each grain of splendour My dazzled eyes behold— Or be Thy nectar-cup untasted, O Heavenly Lender. Cleanse and furnish new This heart receiving Till, like a child new-born, Its day's unshadowed hue Can no more suffer cloud-rack's reiving. Sunless, forlorn. May my thought in some inmost shrine Be ever deeming Thee as the Taintless Giver— In grateful tranced shine, A soul ensilvered with Thy Gleaming Like a moonlit river. March 16, 1934. Page-60

"COULD TIME'S ADVANCING LEAVE BUT SLENDER SCREEN " COULD Time's advancing leave but slender screen Before I sit beside you, hear you speak, How swift these gloomy skies would be swept clean, How deft a motion gained by wheels that creak ! In dreams your voice is known, with hated end Of solitary waking to an unshared light,-— Most bitter mirage that will never blend With nearness deemed, the certainties of sight. Days come. . are worthless pebbles thrown aside By one who searches on the shelving years For that sole diamond who shall glint and guide Because the continuing beauty that it bears Is li

VISION OF THE LETHE-DRINKER IN a garden that had fallen out of Time The pristine lily grew, Beside a stream ; and roses in their prime, Braziers of ruby, had embalmed the air Through which no wing of darkening sorrow flew,— But humming-birds, dream-hovering everywhere, Had fled the tear-wet rainbow bough of Time. December 8, 1934 Page-107

UPON THE MOUNTAIN TOPS WHITE upon the mountain tops The snow lies dreamily ; What phantom, farmer wins his crops ? What ploughshare scores the sky? White misty horses draw the plough ; And hands impalpable Keep furrow true—while starry bough Strews fruit ineffable. October 23, 1936. Page-224

GATEWAY OF THE DAWN 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 ! April 21, 193

FIRE-WATER-AIR [Based on the occult teaching about the Elements, that Air reconciles the disharmony between Fire and Water —just as, physically, vapour is engendered by the contact of heat with moisture.] NIGHT with mustered star-flares harries Moisture and dark : Lo, lightless earth with sun-flame marries When bids the lark. Night her load of star-tears carried— A sacrificial dew. Was not silver mist with the bright gold married When the dawn-winds blew ? Did the thrusts of air the star-spears parry Spring from Night's lip ? O let not Morning's whiteness tarry— Sail-bright ship.

LION DORE'ET RAMPANT WHAT is the fabric of that flag ? And with what tincture dyed ? O fadeless gold within time-slag, O taint-proof silver tide. Beyond the frontiers of one life Those folds are waving still To gleam down weary leagues of strife, Flame certitudes of will! April 5, 1934. Page-68

A WISH Fore speech BEFORE the sun goes down And the dark's waterfall Swarthily sprinkles quiet Beyond recall, Bestow one just true thought For these words not overlong (Night knows no countervailing, Nor any song). Firedrake A flinder of old folklore Tells of a shooting star, How wishes of a man who spies it No ill-haps mar. Since hearing of that legend Each firedrake that I see Goes fraught with wishes for your thriving And supremacy. O would that through your life's welkin I like the star could slide, Twine for each breath and every heart-