Waters Shine Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The waters shine
The waters twilight
Shine
The eyes of heaven
Already
Glimmer fast
And
The bats their wings
Spread
At last.
The waters shine
The waters twilight
Shine
And round and round
In stately dance
With measured paces
Go the shrouds and
Ghosts
Round and round
Afar a little
The lake little shines
From tremulous star light
That drives out eerie bats
And eerie cries from sight
And sound
In those sudden glooms
Where nasal echoes distant of
Cave and caverns abound.
Listen! The owl speaks
O for a cipher to break
The code of her language
Wisdom in the sage
Comes in just sheer talk:
But
Then who cannot be sage
If ready to will, to work, to sacrifice?
The nightingale herself
On hearing the owl
Speak
Stops her sweet song
And leaves it for the
Jug-jug of the owl:
But ah! those jug-jug
Sounds
How much they measure
If every night your hear
And record
Then
You will have and dig up
Treasure upon treasure.
Such night
Such the world of night
Calculate against day
Decide if told
To chose one
O Earth
O Mother Earth!