Crystals From The Eye Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

From his eye he wept
But
Instead of tears
Crystals came out
Small fine dust
As tiny as dust
They came out rattling.

From the universe inwards
Much that be, be sacred.
Yet there was who kept
A non-sacred hand.
In that mass universe…
In that mass universe…


For we are all sacred
And our bodies all
Be sacred
And our brains all be universes
That be sacred
Then we must be treated
As sacred
As sacred as we be.