On thy Lotus-seat of Night,—...

By Dhan Gopal Mukerji

On thy Lotus-seat of Night,—

Meditation closing thy eyes,—

The Star Hosts thy awe-struck devotees:

The Moon, thy halo unchanging.

White-robed time telling his beads

Of aeons on the thread of Eternity

By the ocean of space

Slumbering in peace at thy feet;

While Destiny stringing the lyre of death

Sings Nirvana's hymn.