Poems by Themis

Without You

In this night of passing shadows,

This phantom world of gleams untrue,

And labyrinths and crooked pathways,

How would I manage without You?

I cannot take a step in music,

Cannot climb my daily stair,

Or think or move to any purpose

But because You are always there.

How strangely helpless is my being

Without You; not a turn I take,

Or aught I do can issue rightly,

If it be not for Your sake.

What is this I? a nought, a silence,

A shadow in a world of shades,

Unreal like the glimmering figures

That walk the wall in masquerades.

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