Fluttered Over A Hill Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

One day I fluttered over
A little hill; the sun subdued
Below me sail; I see
All round me turn; I see
Because I fluttered.

Wonders
From
The
Sub-conscious
But
In
The
Sub-conscious
It
Be
Not
Permitted
To
Say
Wonders
For
All
That
Is
Be
Sail,
Sail,
Pilot
The
Vessel
Turns
To
East
In
Your
Strong
Hands
And
Even
Comes
And
Dusk
And
The
Night
Stars
Over
The
Sea
They
Come


One day I fluttered over
A little hill; the sun subdued
Below me sail; I see
All round me turn; I see
Because I fluttered.