Storm Waves Below Mtahleb Blow Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Storm Waves Below Mtahleb Blow

Storm Waves below Mtahleb Blow

Said the mouth:
The first rain be jolly!

Silent stood the Soul with face darkening.

It had an eastern calm the Soul.

Proportional direct the vastness.

And in that vastness in the Hummock of One Day
Lay Earnestness.

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