THE TWAIN THUS MEET
PROF.
Arose on eastern shore a twinkling star,
On evening’s closing doors, at a humble height;
Debarring battling shades that fared bizarre,
The starry guards appeared o’er realm of Night.
This one, without any breach of Celestial Law,
Could move ahead to send its silent ray
Toward the West, beholding Zenith in awe,
And toeing, by potent light, the Milky Way.
Though spaced away from former western stars
That move to the East to share in Love’s domain,
No alien it is – the heavens are free of spars;
An added glory the western skies attain!
Enlightening wavy ways, in endless rounds,
The iwant thus meet, where Cosmic Law resounds.