A Jewel He Said Holding It In His Hand Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
A Jewel He Said Holding It In His Hand
A jewel he said holding it in his hand
But too raw
Not shining magnificent.
But
As he turned it round and round
Wisely In his wise hands
He had Idea after Idea brimming,
Each with the other to contend.
Confused somewhat in a Sea of Storms
But then
Then
And long before came Dawn
The Storm subsided and the waves of the green Storm
Idea by Idea set in adjacency contiguous
And reference frames
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