Dante's Lament

I invoke the muses,

I invoke my lovely angel

to guide me through this treacherous path.

I kiss the mouth of hell

I surrender myself to the infernal winds;

my guide urging me I must move forward

But how can I ? 

When my heart is at a crossroads

and my soul is being ripped apart?

The harpies' cries haunt me still;

I caress the bloody thorns.

Forgive me, father

Forgive me father,

for I have gone astray. 

I taste the tears of the fallen angel

and I feel sorry;

for we are not so much different,

we have lost our way

and redemption is so far out of reach;

he cries because he can no longer kiss the stars

he yearns for the virtue in which was violently stripped of him.

I have seen the devil-- and he is just another pawn in this divine war;

for if this is true, who is the man veiled behind the universes?

This is my lament

for all of who, like myself, have gone astray;

head this cry

look within the hell in which you live

for all is not lost

and you too can re-behold the stars.

Author's Note

also on tumblr (thetruthenlightensme)