Dante at last comes to meet the Anthropos.
Mestopholes himself withdraws into the underworld,
observing and expecting to enjoy the show.

Incarnate now, the god must face himself
alone within the ancient halls of his denial;
seeking yet for heaven’s gates
that lie within a realm of feminine composure.

He finds instead this paradise of earth
consumed and thus consuming all
that lies just at the core of life’s existence;
and thus the three must add a fourth
to find totality.

To bear upon the course so often thought
to be created merely of the masculine;
daunted now, this Dante spins
into the double helix of deliverance
lying in the heart that beats itself
as daemons play a harmony
of all that is for him...

? Michaelette ?