That Shadow, My Likeness
July 6, 2023Tests
July 6, 2023That Last Invocation
At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress’d house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks–from the keep of the well-closed
doors,
Let me be wafted.
Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks–with a whisper,
Set open the doors, O Soul!
Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love.)