Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 10,721 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

The Sick Wind Moans, Moans The Sick Wind - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The sick wind moans, moans the sick wind
There mystery lies in its every moan:
It tells all and nothing yet it tells
How careful hides it the secret in its breast.

The old oak hears the sick wind
And hearing it understands its own
And weeps the old oak without a cry.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 4, 2011

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