To His Site
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Night after night
They from
All parts of the world
To his site
Came
At least
To look at his photo
If not read the verse
And chant it in their
Hearts
And seep it in their Souls.
The lyre
Lay down
Abandoned by the Poet.
In the vale
The chant of some peasants
Scents from the nether
Clouds
To the higher ones:
Ascends.
The Inner Souls scent
This ennobling.
And in the lakes of heavens
Water freezes.
Bu şiiri puanla
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