To the Sun (1931) - Clark Ashton Smith

To the Sun (1931) – Clark Ashton Smith I'd call that cosmic poetry Thy light is an eminence unto thee And thou art upheld by the pillars of thy strength. Thy power is a foundation for the worlds: They are builded thereon as upon a lofty rock Whereto no enemy hath access. Thou puttest forth thy rays, and they hold the sky As in the hollow of an immense hand. Thou erectest thy light as four walls And a roof with many beams and pillars. Thy flame is a stronghold based as a mountain: Its bastions are tall, and firm like stone. The worlds are bound with the ropes of thy will, Like steeds are they stayed and constrained By the reins of invisible lightnings. With bands that are stouter than iron manifold, And stronger than the cords of the gulfs, Thou withholdest them from the brink Of outward and perilous deeps, Lest they perish in the desolations of the night, Or be stricken of strange suns; Lest they be caught in the pitfalls of the abyss, Or fall into the furnace of Arcturus. Thy law is…