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Sitting in the Mouth of the Cave of Pan

Looking out from the mouth of the Cave of Pan, while climbing the Acropolis in Athens, and looking down on the city below, I wrote this poem.
Looking out from the mouth of the Cave of Pan, while climbing the Acropolis in Athens, and looking down on the city below, I wrote this poem.

Sitting in the mouth of the Cave of Pan
With Athens spread far below
Its easy to see the divinity of the place
To the Athenians of long ago.

And I, a mere tourist,
Coming to photograph and to gawk
Thought of myself as at home here
As is in water a lump of chalk.

Prehaps the Gods lived here all right
As did the Godess Anú in The Paps
What do they think looking down
On us foolish Christian chaps?

Prehaps this is Gods summerhouse
I thought to myself, on a whim
And to visit it in its ruined Glory
Is a Way to Worship Him.

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