The Rapid Currents Of The Airs Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Rapid Currents Of The Airs



The rapid currents of the airs
the night
the rains that fell

Christmas be near
though the sun be dim
after the night rains

and the town wakes again
and hope hobbles again
on its slender feet
though hobbling

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