Poems by Themis

Dhruva

This is the star of Truth; the night

Caves black and huge upon your soul;

Steady your wild mind on the light

That marks the splendour of the pole.

The moving stars that shape your track

Among earth's whirling destinies,

In endless cycles wheeling back,

Retoss your soul upon Time's seas.

But this is fixed: the star that brings

Wide peace and strength and sweet delight; —

The centre of the starry rings,

The one and only in your night.

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