Emmanuel George Cefai
The Dawn Clothes Its Nakedness - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The dawn clothes its nakedness
In to a veil transparent of light blue
Wherein its limbs move and her steps
Uplift her heaving breasts in veils half—hid.
The grasses green smile with full drops of dew
That litter the small leaves so randomly
Hid from the bustle and humdrum of day
Hid from curiousity and the human eye.
But then in mid-day strong feet came and raw
And crushed the small leaves in the grasses green
The dew drops fell to ground – the crushed leaves wept.
And high above the glorious Sun pitied and saw.
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