Pondering Lucifer – A Poem

gladius sotto luna

Noctilucence accommodate my eyes

Play host to my sleepless spies

unveil all of your omissive lies

yield up to me the fruit of your candor!

Where does God rest when he

the moon’s light does tender?

what sleepy raiment does He don

in such majestic splendor?

Surely, oh great vaporous light-of-night

these hidden truths you would impart!

Warn the world of the namesake

in a stellar dart

How Satan could have broken His Holy Heart

and been given the darkest name of light.

By Allan J Gillis


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