Dante's First Dream

A man awakes in the middle of a vast forest---
He is broken and his flesh is doomed but he is
Only half way through the years of his life,
However twisted the streams however bitter
The dreams he must cling to what little light---
He must write, write, write so here are his
Thoughts this is his record not romance
But the kind of sensations only a person
Who has lived the limits of life on this earth
Can know: just follow along and flip the
Pages as I give you an account
Blow by blow