Though You Speak With Broken Voice Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Though You Speak With Broken Voice



Though you speak with broken voice
and
broken your accents half-parched
arise from in side your breast
and this
following your return from the
funeral:
you must this night honor
the coffined body by
through his works and Ideas ply:
there
you will find founts, founts of joy
not weeping:
and from the sleepy valleys nocturnal;
will rise silver calls and chants
that with Ideas sparkle a sign
that these above the earth dwell and are
far
from resigned with the body in the
nether earth:
then when you tire through the night
to read the great works of the coffined
shroud:
then
will Dawn resplendent come and console you
and as in airy hummock in her hands
taking your body tired to deserved rest.

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