Poems by Themis

Krishna's Coming

Around my heart I set gold trellis,

And hung the roof with filligree,

For Krishna of the myriad splendours

Was coming with his pageantry;

I wove a golden fairy-netting,

And worked it in with jewelry,

For Krishna of the shining joy-songs

Was coming in his pomp to me.

Ah, everything and everywhere

I decked with pearl and diamond lace,

With exquisite and quiet care 

To fashion a chamber for his Grace.

When all was ready, the fire bright,

Love's silent sacrificial flame,

I sat within its rapturous light

Awaiting him. And...yes, He came.

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