Leviathan Of Sound Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

leviathan of sound
stretched long and
in afternoon
lazing:
the beating of the
veins
the squatting of the
waters
that overflew the river
yesterday dark in dark
anthem of anthem
song
whisperhed in the night
amidst the trees
a figure
his Soul whispering
today
the Dawn
brought him away
and there remains
the watching of a day
new light in the horizon
clear waters from the rain
gathered
slime fresh with tiny
animals:
so go the verses