White Faith Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
White Faith
Soldier column of the white
Faith
Thoughts white, thoughts slow
Thoughts of suffering
The haunted anvil in the
Well of the monastery
Struck rare at night
Last night
But struck
And a monk errant by
Deep midnight
Saw a lightning
Of red
With white days
Then the dawn
The trees were still
And
Rustled not of winds
Nor sung benighted
The nightingale
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: faith,ghost,life,myth,mythology
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