In Its Throes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
In Its Throes
In its throes
The day my mother
Is like to your day
When
Blind your eyes
Closed earth to you
Yet your Spirit fought
And had
The prophet glimpses of Immortality.
We
Hear on this ordinary earth
A planet as of planets
A star as of stars
Of constellations ever-growing
We
Dwindle and evolve
Evolve and dwindle.
We
Shine dim yet we pride
On our brilliance.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
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