Round The Earth Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Round The Earth



round
round the Earth
the myrrh and incense
blew their way
slow, slow, slow

yet
continuing as in ever-increase
there were
sacrifices

there was suffering.

Sunday, October 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: belief,dawn ,earth,identity,life,music,poetry,verse,wind
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 29 October 2016

The word GRAVITAS comes to mind after I read this poem. The voice speaking these lines is distant and impersonal; this is not meant to show an intimate mood. But still the voice acknowledges the beauty of the natural course of things: the very motion of the earth releases the sweet smell of incense which envelops the world like a benediction on the very real suffering of events on its surface.

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