So he see's Angels

Within soul a heart beats with an endless desire to realise truth

A fire that burns in a cold forrest that few know but the one alone

In flesh and bone by night by day he seeks his throne

To rule the self from within is the magic revelation 

That is its true revealed to few

Only the world weary shall receive this immortal benediction

But not without interruption

Many times has he fallen to Hades

And many times he has arisen

In mortal prisons he fights demons

And in dark fear he often doubts his reason

The reason for life may God forgive him

So from dark to light 

This is predestined because it is right

That he must accend he must learn

The ways of the aeons the way of the fathers

For they speak within him in whispering tonques

And therefore he is never alone

But always in the court of the unknown Angels

A poem by 

Liam Herdman