The precocious forbearance of the child,
Whom with his chosen cells is entwined;
Erewhile what entities has he defiled?
The clandestine Aeacus within did find
(In former Sisyphean sojourns)
Himself guilty – he now returns,
The penitential laws to fulfill.

Now should he find those laws of grace,
That karmic rock he would not bear.
Freed from his hill and from this place;
Made worthy and redeemed by prayer
Of Love and forgiveness for those forays
Made on his will in former days:
The lessons truly learnt by him.

But should these lessons go unheeded,
And failing forgiveness, his lifetime penance:
His Erebus created by his will’s freedom,
To which, by his thought, he’s now sentenced;
For thoughts are deeds and deeds are real;
His eternity of these is what he now feels.
Aeacus within takes no side but fair.