Summit Heights Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Summit Heights



After the summit heights
The Soul, the Inner Soul
Turns back her look to the
Dust
And to bend her spine.

There it goes searching
Why
It the verses did not come
That came out yesterday
The song and chant resound
That yesterday resounded.


More thought, less words?
A methodology in civilization
In motion
Alternately

Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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