A Reed by the River/Love Looked Back
LOVE LOOKED BACK
Love looked back from the Place of the StarAnd whispered thus to me,—Ay, though it travelled so faint and farLove's face I could not see,Through the world's unceasing jarI 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 shineAnd blossoms of white dreams blow,Past the surging of bitter brineThe meaning of song shall go.
Though from flame unto icy sparNo voice may echo thee,Deep in the solitudes that areWhere swallows of thought dart free,In the heart of cool blue calms afarThe meaning of song shall be!"—Love looked back from the Place of the StarAnd whispered thus to me.