Horseman That In The Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Horseman that in the night
With raised fist
At the ancient star light
Prods on his horse
To speed of light
In the sundry mysterious
Night

Lo!
There be skeletons dressed
In energy as ghosts
In sackcloth as
Shrouds
And in the transformation
Of Heaven’s hands
Shadows grey and dark and
Wild.

And
Lo! Alas the morn
Is far
Is long ago
The frost of night
Has not begun to thaw
Even
Though Dawn be hours away
To light up the new day