A Reed by the River/Love Looked Back

LOVE LOOKED BACK
Love looked back from the Place of the Star
And whispered thus to me,—
Ay, though it travelled so faint and far
Love's face I could not see,
Through the world's unceasing jar
I knew that it was he,—

"Sing the song that is mine and thine,
Though none may harken to know;
Here, where my watch-fires constant shine
And blossoms of white dreams blow,
Past the surging of bitter brine
The meaning of song shall go.

Though from flame unto icy spar
No voice may echo thee,
Deep in the solitudes that are
Where swallows of thought dart free,
In the heart of cool blue calms afar
The meaning of song shall be!"—
Love looked back from the Place of the Star
And whispered thus to me.