O! The Skies Were In His Eyes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The skies
O! the skies were in his eyes
And
The heavens were in his face
And
The authority of his face
Was the authority of the heavens.

His voice was loud as was
The thunder of roaring crowds and
The thunder of busting heavens
The thunder of clouds at their wild
In vast Patagonia.

His heart was as the Ocean for it was
Quiet in its restlessness.

And his feet were the glaciers and mountains
And canyons of earth
For they were giant symbols too

And he
Knew that the times had for him come
To lead with that sparkle in magnanimous eyes
That paradise that was lost in heavens and skies
That faded but was in the dark of the night
That came yet again and again with the light of the Dawn.