Poems by Themis

And Why?

You tell me you deceive, the more to grow

In joy of love, more wholly, deeply one;

What reason's this? You've veiled your

Presence's sun

And flung the night upon me, black with woe.

What is your Will, your game, I do not know;

The darkness thickens round me, dank and dun,

No more through me your sweet bright waters run,

And long extinguished is the heart's white glow.

And why, and why? I ask again, again.

Do you not sense how hard it is for me?

How long must I endure? or must I see

You even in this night, here feel you close

And warm and beautiful midst this sharp pain,

And this dark world your rapture's radiant rose?

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