Garrulous Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Garrulous yet
In that garrulousness
What wisdom in the night!
The book of night
However
Was opened
Through
The occasional thunder-light
The rumblings
Of beauty and the deafening
Waterfalls
That jump in the moon's
Silver silhouettes rock
To rock
And scream the flying trout
And sleepless bats
The night is wonders!
And
The nights
Lend themselves to the beady
Rosary
Prayers on the penance monks
Barefooted in the cold
Midnight monastery
And
Then
The sudden glories of
Awoken Dawn!