Dialogue Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

There came a dialogue.
It was
Between me and
My Monsignor.

Said my Monsignor:
‘Why sing you not today?
It is nine in the morning.
Dawn has been up -
And melted
Into the day.'

Said I:
‘I sing when the Muse
Wants.
When she wants
She warms my heart,
She goads me
And
Then she kisses me that
My tongue with mellow-versed
Words burst forth.
And that's the song.
And that's the verse along'

Said my Monsignor:
‘Then has not the Muse
Kissed you today? '

Said I: You will have
Answer when you hear
Me sing.'