In the star-blurred hours of the night...

In the star-blurred hours of the night

When the cloud-dams stay the flow of winds,

Not even the shadow of a meteor moves,

As in the watch-tower of love I sit;

Through the casement of hope look for thy coming

Along the moss-grown path of stones —

Those agonies that time has built on my soul —

By the unfathomable lake of my tears

Shed when even prayers had failed

To bring thy returning.

Come, destroyer of my peace and sleep,

Plunderer of lights of my days!

Enigma on the scroll of my fate

Before the lightnings fired my tower

And thunders crashed in my life's sky.

Only send the echo of thy footfalls —

The ring of thy song,

And a star — reflection of thy smile —

Those million suns in the firmament of my dawn.