In To The Womb Of Time Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In to the womb of Time
Met Motion and Phenomenon
And grinning they said Sphinx-like:
‘Let us transform, inter-transform
And make; for after all
That is what we will do
That is what the mass universe dictates’
And they called with them Dawn
And then Dawn called on the Red Dusk
And then invited they Night and Noon and Day
And seeing their concourse grow
Winter, Autumn, Spring, Summer
With them
Included they.