I Would Be Light Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I would be the light
The mysterious light
That every night
Flashes from Bighi hill
Into the quiet
Into the nocturnal hush
Of flowers plants and bushes
The hush of sea-waves lapping
The rocks below the fort
Below Bighi hill

You cannot reach me then
But ever-mischievous
And all-evading will I be
And gurgle with the wind
The neighing wind
Of Bighi hill

Night after night
Will I be there
And even winter frost
Will not deter me
Nor the blinding rain
That in the midnight falls
The gurgling waters angry at their fall
All going down
Down Bighi hill.

Companionless will I not be
And sport with ghosts and goblins wild
Awhile I flash a light
And go
And then I sport again
Into the quiet disappearing
And then
And then
To re-appear and to play again
In the sportive cycle.

And in the night
And in the night I hear
The chants of olden ghosts
As they march down
With candle in their hand
Down Bighi hill.