That Be The Way Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

That be the way of
Poetry
The way of verses
The way of chanting
The way of a Poet Seer
Who be philosopher too.

That be the way
And in all
In the All
For the All
There is always the
Way.

Yet
After the drunken noon
And glories
Of the lazy afternoon
The dim lights
Start to fail
With
Them
The day to wane
Then dusk
And twilight on the waters
Dances:
Then night
Full sovereign and all
All bend their heads
resigned
for his long sway