The Censer Moves Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Censer Moves



alone
there be no human hands
and it be mid-night

sudden
the monastery and church aisles
alight
so suddenly
and it be midnight

the censer moves
the censer moves
alone
there be no human hands
and it be mid-night

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