I Chanted Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

A civilization of the night
I chose
I sang
I chanted more than
The civilization of the day
I chanted
*
Throughout a day of roses
Sings the streamlet
Its banks overflow not
But
Humble within their remit
Stay

Kind the night violets
Though
Their heads bending
They threw off
Secret scents for
Those sweet secret times

Non-chalant and dizzy
The Knight from Last Night
Ferrets through the day
Likes not the light
Prefers the light of
Burning stars
That after all
Just be burning suns
As our sun of day,
And more.