Rainy Night

Like tears shed over a dream, Like sighs that stream In an unseen nameless way Into the heart of our lay.

It seemed hour on hours, Years like fading flowers Scattered their petals and bloom In a half-lit forest of gloom.

The softness of its sounds, Like the coursing of a million hounds Of dream over the glade of sleep Where tortured silences creep.

Exquisite, pain-laden, peaceful, This night most beautiful, What love forsaken by loving Sets his heart a'singing?

No torment in it, but tenderness; A liquid star-music of sadness Pours into my soul half asleep; While the willows at my window weep.