Night-Fall by the River

Night-Fall by the River

After Li Po

Heaven and my coat rose petal-strewn;
   Wine-flushed the solemn evening air,—
Beauty that hides from thought how soon
   Life and time and the world forth-fare!

And then I, star by drifting star,
   (All hurrying westward) climb to the moon
For refuge:—and from heaven afar
   Down with the dreamy moonlight swoon

And shine along the stream,—where now
   No bird ’s at song—no laughters swell—
No voices wake—no lover’s vow—
   But far off whisperings of farewell. . . .

The Theosophical Path, November 1925