The Shadow Walks Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Pace after pace, step after step
The Shadow walks
The Shadow climbs
The Shadow tall.

Clock hands of Time and ticking
Go.

For Time be

Time moves


[In between sing and chant
As our feet slide here on this Tower mound
Of blades and green
And the Antique…]

This Tower…
This Tower below…

Kindel
sepi
opat
leri
stime
veret
luppe
stisi
in
delkin


Offer me the Chalice that I know
That there be Poison in the Wise.

Offer
Offer me.

Coffin me
Coffin me
The pity be
That Beauty will decry
This, with Wisdom.

As the Censer to and fro swings
And
As the sacred smoke heaven-ward
Ascends
And as the Chorus Chant unwinds
Lay me
Lay me here, face upwards lay me.

There shall be Lightning in the heavens
And
Giant hands shall the faces of the heavens wipe
From blood and red.