Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

the winds
ply on the lake face
down the gorges
of the white rocks
...

Then
This earth
This
Silence
...

the hours not rush
yet
they still pass...
you
...

At
Dawn
Earth
Finds
...

hola! the trunk of verses!
the Poet-Seer closed them
there
after abandoning them
...

History
Be
Written
Too
...

at Dawn
at dawn the earth was in its
beginning
a sort of genesis
...

The
Tortuous
Steps
That
...

the waters sordid raise
the current flow
at dawn the earth was
waiting just to strike a
...

Beauty
Every
Day
Alights
...