Poems by Themis

Liberation

A hundred sweet tunes throng the heart

One moment, then as fast depart:

Dark silence surges over the soul,

And thoughts and feelings swiftly roll

Up into one fire-knot, all pure,

And plunge down to the being's core,

Lost in its strange black unlit seas,

Plumbing their age-held mysteries.

The hidden caves its power unlocks:

Blue flutings issue from the rocks

Of Night; the Fire liberates

All prisoned angels, breaks the gates.

— The blind trance passes, the waters part,

New melodies well in the heart.

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