For you, a serving in free verse-

The Sphinx's Invocation

O giver of life above the stars,
O beacon whose warmth soothes and blesses,
I kneel to thee,
I pledge to thee,
My body to your hot caresses.

O watchful eye aloft in heaven,
Whose smiles alone my grief redresses,
Keep back the cold,
And make me bold;
Grant me the power your light possesses.

In your glory and your might,
I need not fear the blackest blight.