Anamnesis

 I decided it would easier to share my thoughts on today's gathering in poem form.

Anamnesis

I once lay behind Heaven's door

Sat my ass in the evermore

Full of knowing the way things stood

Until I fell (as all men should)

Thrown into blindness, out of sight

The angels mark my every night

They touch my lips, make me forget

All I learned since we last met

In the dark they have no faces

They find me in my mother's graces

I know it then, feel them coming

Steady as Her heart a-drumming

They curse me for my failed task

My face has now become the mask

I ate too soon, they always say

They bow their heads and fly away

Now I wander through a haze

I can't recall those better days

Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum

Ask whose dream I think I'm from

Are they the angels from before

Who shut my foot in Heaven's door?

Caught between the high and low

Damn them 'til the wind won't blow

What right have they to bind me here?

To cut my wings and keep me near

The earth and all its mortal coils

The silly men and all their foils

Or do the angels know what's best?

Are they sent at His request?

To teach his son to take the throne

When the fire's set to his bones

Spin a web that we call “story”

Catch those errant wings a-soaring

Fill the pages with my longing

'Til Heaven feels I am belonging