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The Poet Pleads with the Elemental Powers
| The Powers whose name and shape no living creature knows | | Have pulled the Immortal Rose; | | And though
the Seven Lights bowed in their dance and wept, | | The Polar Dragon slept, | | His heavy rings uncoiled from
glimmering deep to deep: | | When will he wake from sleep? | | | | | | Great Powers of falling wave and wind and
windy fire, | | With your harmonious choir | | Encircle her I love and sing her into peace, | | That my old care
may cease; | | Unfold your flaming wings and cover out of sight | | The nets of day and night. | | | | | | Dim Powers of
drowsy thought, let her no longer be | | Like the pale cup of the sea, | | When winds have gathered and sun
and moon burned dim | | Above its cloudy rim; | | But let a gentle silence wrought with music flow | | Whither her
footsteps go. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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