A word of thanks
For the lamb and mint hotpot
I am carrying out a sort of social observation
Why so many visItors, by what chance
Why the coach-loads of believers
From Germany, and Dulwich, and France
For myself the sense of midnight
Betwixt today and tomorrow
No time, nor place, to speak of
Five AM Cantato's
That set up ones mind and body
Illuminate with the security of peace
Cross-table conversations
Echoed silence from the pews
Walls free of decoration
Respite from currency of news
Before I end
I want to say Amen
Without of any more understanding
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