Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.

13. Star Teachers

EVEN as a bird sprays many-coloured fires,

The plumes of paradise, the dying light

Rays through the fevered air in misty spires

That vanish in the heights.

These myriad eyes that look on me are mine;

Wandering beneath them I have found again

The ancient ample moment, the divine,

The God-root within men.

For this, for this the lights innumerable

As symbols shine that we the true light win:

For every star and every deep they fill

Are stars and deeps within.