Poems by Themis

The Dark Phase

Year after year you sealed up every door

And locked us out in endless utter night;

And night was on our souls, we could not fight

The ancient shades, the subterranean lure.

Deeper each day we sank into the core

Of abysmal ill, where blows no breath of light,

No wandering breeze of hope or promise bright

Redeems the heart, no gleams of faith assure.

Only your love's gold warmth lay somewhere still

Hid close within our dark; and so we knew

The hand of your indomitable Will

Upon us; knew at last, at last let go...

And suddenly the midnight opened, through

Those dead rocks springs of light began to flow.

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