Roaming Listlessly
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Roaming, roaming
Listlessly.
The sun is fading
And with it day
But lesser fading.
An Artist with palette
On hand
Paints slow-morose.
The water-lilies bend their
Head.
In the heavens the first clouds
frown
In host
Though
Not numerous.
Nightingale
Prepare
Your time to sing
Soon comes.
In the Port darkening
The ferries slowly roaming
Grumbling
Their machines
Turning.
Veteran of the heavens
The waters turn
The waters turn
With them
The clouds
Of light-blue
On tiptoes dance.
The waters moan
The clouds groan
The heavens and
Earth
Clone, my Monsignor
Merry with stars
The face of the heavens one by one
Fills.
The Earth is as of
The Owl.
Earth seeps in wisdom of
The brain.
And then
The nightingale
The songs amorous
The verse warm
The heart
Throbbing
Throbbing.
throbbing
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