Poems by Themis

Shelter

Draw close to me, O magic Heart,

The thunders gather over the deep,

Red flaming winds have torn apart

The veils of dream and screens of sleep.

Draw close to me within the night;

The wild beasts in the water-cave

Are grappled in a deadly fight,

And there is none but You can save.

O heart of Love, enfold the seas,

And sentinel my helplessness;

Open your harbours of white peace

And shield me in your coved caress.

O shining Light, illumine, free

The dream-delusion on the wave,

The ancient sleep upon the sea,

The wild beast in the water-cave.

Stand far no more in star-carved trance,

But in your beauteous warmth draw close,

Rapture me in your mystic dance,

Enhaven me in your deep repose.

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