As At A Canaan Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

As At A Canaan

As at a Canaan
The best wine for the last
So here
In these lordly cliffs that
Hanging into the waters
Deep
Magic fogs and frosty mists instill.

The Soul too is thus retained.

And seeing this over the sea-depths wanes.

Saturday, September 23, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: magic
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