By Slow And Trembling Steps Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

By slow and trembling steps
The bearded sage
The Sacred Mount ascend
Began.

Wild howled the winds around
Him
And
In his heart felt he the cruel pain
Of all those that conspired
Against him.

Yet
Undaunted he still
Climbed and climbed
By slow and trembling stage
That bearded sage:
Yet
For his wisdom though
The mount did he ascend
The bearded sage
And though he on the top
At last
Below
Saw glittering all the wealth
Below
And all the towns and universities:
Yet in his heart he felt
The pain of solitude and more
For Earth indifferent behaved
To him
And in oblivion had she buried
Him.