The Entrance To The Spheres Of Mars

Freedom – said I
And then the sun set and the dusk
Fell on my life
Transformations and metamorphoses
It was what I experienced there, on the south of heaven
I was striking with my fists at the heaven’s ceilings
Too low I fell, I did not reach the stepfather’s neck
Although his visage seemed so close
With bony fingers I desired to clench the crown of thorns
In vain, I have trampled the paradisical flower of love
And I trample its rights here, on the earth
Each sin – my soldier
A demon of the several thousand strong cavalry
Not god’s son I am, but the child of million stars
While each of them symbolizes different human fragility greater than mine
I am the wisdom and the perfection of the universe