Without A Name

Without A Name
© Surazeus
2015 06 27

When I travel the signless road
and listen to the whispering moon,
I hear your voice among the trees
that leads me to the rising sun.
I walk alone nowhere without a name,
searching the world for heaven I create.

Though I was born from ancient hall
and wear the crown of shining gems,
I climb the wall of broken stone
and leave behind your heaven dream.
I walk alone nowhere without a name,
searching the world for heaven I create.

I stand alone on the cold shore
of the pond where swans flap their wings,
and stare at the ghost in clear light
who reaches out her hands to me.
I walk alone nowhere without a name,
searching the world for heaven I create.

I grip a stone in pale white hands
and scratch chanting runes in dry dust,
then cry aloud to empty sky
calling my father to come back.
I walk alone nowhere without a name,
searching the world for heaven I create.

Rainbow beams bright after storm rain
to cast rays of light in my eyes,
so I stare at swirling white clouds
when they form face my father wore.
I walk alone nowhere without a name,
searching the world for heaven I create.

I pull a baby from my flesh
who opens eyes and smiles at me,
so she suckles milk at my breast
though I wither and fade away.
I walk alone nowhere without a name,
searching the world for heaven I create.