Heart, shall I find you again when I go travelling far
The road of the silver rain, by the light of a lantern star,
To the realms of the rainbow's end, on the molten path of the moon?
For I travel that way, my friend -- I am starting the journey soon.
For Death was never the goal (else we had been cheated sore)
Where the waters of Time's sea roll on white Eternity's shore.
And Love is stronger than Life, or never the world goes round;
And there's peace at the end of strife when the Hills of Home abound.
For coming am I at last, with a heart for the journey strong
To carry me far and fast, wide, wonderful wastes along --
All of the long regretting, all of the loneliness past,
To an endless day's forgetting, I am coming to you at last.
First published in The Australian Woman's Mirror, 22 February 1927
