My Star

		Since that the dewdrop holds the star
		   The long night through,
		Perchance the satellite afar
		   Reflects the dew.
		
		And while thine image in my heart
		   Doth steadfast shine;
		There, haply, in thy heaven apart
		   Thou keepest mine.


		Poetry

		A gleam of heaven; the passion of a star
		Held captive in the clasp of harmony:
		A silence, shell-like breathing from afar
		The rapture of the deep,--eternity.


		The Lake

		I am a lonely woodland lake
		The trees that round me grow,
		The glimpse of heaven above me, make
		The sum of all I know
		The mirror of their dreams to be
		Alike in shade and shine,
		To clasp in love's captivity,
		And keep them one--is mine.


		Reflection

		Like stars that in the waves below
		With heaven's reflected splendor glow,
		The flowers, in all their glory bright,
		Are shadows of a fairer light.