SURFEIT

 Paradise Lost — DEEN SAYEEDIN (13.02.21) I was a devil — God’s own freakish soul. Being cursed, I lost paradise. My stubbornness went on and on; God’s curse was upon me incessantly. My naughtiness flowed on and on Among the love-birds of paradise. Sometimes, in the skin of an ant, Sometimes, as a silent spider, Sometimes, as the little black mamba — My mischief crept on and on. The love-birds cried, Their agonies grew; And the more His ruthless curse expanded, The more my wild perversity burned. Then — vanishing — my daring heart Opened its eyes anew; And light, pouring in, Flooded my vision. I heard the weeping Of the female love-birds. I trembled, bewildered, And called my Lord aloud — No answer came. Then — in a breath — I found myself again in paradise, Resting beside my godly mother. Allegorical, Confessional, Spiritual, Metaphysical