Haven

I require thee now Thou art my only haven The birds always bow Even he, the obstinate raven Ubiquitous thy limbs grow Zephyrs circle thee to and fro Thy children prance about But not a hiss leaves thy mouth Hide, I must, from the demons of day Breathing like creations of colorful gray Fear I hate them for their decay Wooing pessimism into hearts of ray World denoted by disgust For why, seek thee, I must, I must