After Dante’s entrance to paradise

They were at the north gate
watching the fading sunset
while they held hands and wait
for the last hours to separate.

Luminous wings in flight
across the east fiery dessert
where his kind breed from it
-the malicious mystics’ obscure secret;

As darkness halt kiss the summit
the distant hermitage of the west
where sages and masters fight
against the ghost with-in inhabit;

And to the south she finds rest
after the fatal fall of the great state
of sword and shield, of war and conflict
to reclaim Eden in hundred years of quest.

They were at the north gate
soldiers and warriors of the light
watching the dying mighty beast
and his princely shadow fading like mist.