We Approached The Winter Cold Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
We Approached The Winter Cold
We
We approached the winter cold
With gelid hands of frost
Not flesh but numb of bronze
We felt
Experienced:
And saw
The icicles one by one drip
Drop
From our hands not flesh but numb of bronze
We said: ’ It is the weather’
But
Inside laughed the Inner Soul
Laughed deep and audible and
Said:
‘See my restlessness. I am of You.
And I am restless.
So You.’
Saturday, February 15, 2014
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