I
Even if prince Michael
would whisper
great words in my ear
and I would hear
choirs of angels sing
the holiest and most beautiful
songs and poetry
or Gabriel bring messages
and revelations
and the will of God to man,
or if Raphael would tell me
his archaic gospel,
I would not find the words
to match to theirs.
II
Even if my words
inspired be,
they only come from me
and no prose or poesy
will ever match that
of a celestial being
and yet at times I read
power, beauty, danger
and pain
and sketches
and religion
in my lines
that is more
than words of this mere man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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