The Decay of the Dwell of Minos

This is The Dwell of Minos,
noble Castle of human wit and learning.

Minos, the King of Crete, so renowned for justice,
symbol of a noble soul.

Here, hidden stands The Temple
where The Sixfold Hexagon in two divides,
judges from the dead.

The grandeur of Minos
along with Radamantis and Éacos, (The Three Judges of Death)
grow smaller and smaller
as they descend from the noble Crete,
into a place mute of all light.
Where wit and learning are unknown.
Where human Judges of Death, are unknown
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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