Poems by Themis

The Gates of the Sun

Knock and knock at the gates of the sun,

Unveil the golden planes,

Where the shapes of the Light are spun,

Beyond the earth-sky chains.

All the stars of knowledge have sunk,

All wisdoms take their flight,

Fall and falter like one dead-drunk,

Upon the roads of night.

Madness heaves and a half-lit moon

Goes swimming through the brain;

Earth insists upon its boon,

The waters on their pain.

Let the myriad sins grow still,

The sorrows understand;

Mould the old worlds to the Will

That holds and powers your hand.

Come unfearing, knock and wait,

The gates shall swing apart;

You will go, past Wheels of Fate,

To the inmost golden Heart.

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