We Have Entered Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

This a processional poem. As a reader, I don't see it from the outside, because in some way I'm in it. We have entered - what? The poem does not give us a specific place, but it would appear to be a formal pathway, perhaps a sacred road. The fir and oak trees lining the path add to the stillness and measured movement. The reference to SHADES OF GLORY is ambiguous, because SHADES could mean ghosts or it could mean honored citizens, leaders of the community. In any case, your poem conveys an almost suspended moment when a valued ceremony occurs, and all the ordinary things that clutter life and distract people are ignored, so that we feel a heightened sense of being. Your poem has refreshed my day with its dignity.