Hasting Gardens Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Hasting Gardens



I came to Hasting Gardens now
Today.

For man the human has full right
To breathe the air as free
Always in life
And see the pining dusk
Enjoy the night of stars
The winds, tempests and rain
The rising of the Dawn
These be
Fundamental human rights
As any other and more.
They be too irreversible, irreplaceable and
Unrenouncable.


And
Therefore I hied me to these gardens
So to scent
In the wild scent of flowers and of
Trees
In to the cries and songs of owls and
Nightingales
In to the sights of hedgehogs crossing
Fast
Between hedge and hedge along the
Way:

Long have suffered throughout life
Work nullified by malice, enemies
Who lazy but malicious triumph,
To all length they arrive:
Together join
They have arrived, I not
And took by stealth
And I have lost through stealth
What I worked for.
That’s part of Earth.

Here
Here in this temple of the Soul
My Soul finds rest
And wills the other Souls.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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