Qntal abaelard

To some, as if by leaps
The son of the Father of the Above
To the earthly
He came from above,
Spoiled
Now he returns to Tartarus.
Ascending to the ether
The clouds received bright,
He was carried
With raised hands
Blessing
His bystanders. Angels,
Such a face
As a garment I looked.
To earthly
He came from above,
Spoiled
Now the Tartars return.