Dies Irae!
Misread these meanings...
Know their knife.
Ancient ashes
Blossom life
Again.
Dies Irae!
Teste David cum Sibylla...
Isis, hands tied at Abydos,
Called Anubis for help...
Put twelve pieces together...
Osiris sang once more
In the Sun.
Did you whisper to Akhnaten...
Quetzalcoatl...
Did you guide Martin Luther...
Torquemada...
Why love you Flames,
Then damn the Hells?
Libera Animas!
In it's long sleep, the
Dragon grew wings,
Which woke it...
The Scorpion was
The Dragon's friend.
Agnus Dei!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now it makes more sense and the conclusion(?) is uplifting and joyful. You offer the reader snippets of history and myth and convey meaning without necessarily making sense. Perhaps its about becoming rather than understanding. A explosive, wonderful series to tax and to inspire. love, Allie xxxx