Instead Of Lording Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

there was the Night
today
instead of lording
it
covered in satin over
the floor of heavens
weeping
today
tonight
the Night with bent
head passed
and spoke not word.

He was there just
just to be present
he felt
a cog in the wheel
part of the Cycle
on him imposed too
by the mass universe
after all, he,
the mass universe together
with his ardent Principles
of all was master...
so to say...


for himself
that mass universe
was bound in the chains
of its own Principles
and these in turn
in chains of chains of chains