Sacred The Hill
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Sacred the hill
Sacred the Shrine-Temple
Sacred and still
Sacred in awe
Sacred its awe
Sacred the feet that trod the hill
Barefoot naked climbing:
Sacred each pace,
Each step
For came the sacred Poet-Seer to the Shrine-Temple sacred:
Slow and serene
The green reverberated
And
Serene burnt the incense smokes in the Shrine-Temple
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