The Sunworshippers

(or so much for that old-time religion)

Each day they arose to greet the sun
with attitudes of piety, solemn.
Serene and mysterious ritual held them together apart;
they thought of themselves as sunworshippers.

'Till one day the object of their adoration
arose at a different point of the compass.
When they did not turn or notice, it was evident that
their devotion was not for the sun at all,
but fixed on a spot of earth's horizon.

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