The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars
Freedom - said IAnd then the sun set and the duskFell on my lifeTransformations and metamorphosesIt was what I experienced there, on the south of heavenI was striking with my fists at the heavens ceilingsToo low I fell, I did not reach the step-father's neckAlthough his visage seemed so closeWith bony fingers I desired to clench the crown of thornsIn vain, I have trampled the paradisical flower of loveAnd I trample its rights here, on the earthEach sin - my soldierA daemon of the several thousand strong cavaleryNot god's son I am, but the child of million starsWhile each of them symbolises different human fraility greater than mineI am the wisdom and the perfection of the universe.