Burning Swords Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Burning Swords



In me
There be burning swords
My Love
A child will I conceive.

In me
There’s life battling
Wanting to extend
Even humble degree.

And then
The burning swords
A fire will churn
And charm and
Rise and leap
And
Then
A child will I conceive.

Sunday, November 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: aging,life,mythology,night,time
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