Poems (Cromwell)/Release

by Gladys Cromwell

For works with similar titles, see Release.

RELEASE

O stars, they've left me with you here, For their conspiracy is ended. The mockery of men extended To the edge of this dark sphere.

But now men cannot do us harm. O stars, they've left us now together; They cannot hurt us now, whether We feel them still across the calm

Of thought, or seem to recognize The white hands of the flatterer In these white clouds that mildly stir The darkness here before our eyes.

O stars, I can fear nothing more: With you there is no loneliness. With you, against the night, I press My quiet spirit and adore.