Those Who Will To Sing Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

For those who will to sing
I offer pain and sacrifice
and passions tearing
the heart here and there
and restlessness
ever
and
pain
ever
and sacrifice
the grounding must be long
long
enough to rise and sing
one long pining of dusk
and sad eyes:
and
you must hear
the voices of the Poet-nightingales
and
you must obey
the sensuous whisperings of the
Muse
you must
you must
you will
and
then rise up, and sing.