WHEN Satan fell, he only fell
because the Lord Almighty rose
a bit too high,
a
bit beyond himself.
So Satan only fell to keep a balance.
“ Are you so lofty, O my
God?
Are you so pure
and lofty, up aloft?
Then I will fall, and plant the paths to hell
with vines and poppies and
fig-trees
so that
lost souls may eat grapes
and the moist fig
and put scarlet buds in their hair on the way to
hell,
on the way to
dark perdition.”
And hell and heaven are the scales of the balance of
life
which swing
against each other.