Star Soul Of Planet Earth

Star Soul Of Planet Earth
© Surazeus
2016 01 11

Elegy for David Bowie 1947-2016

While trudging lost in meaningless waste land
I see blind Star Soul on hill of cracked skulls
who weaves wings so we can pretend to fly
so return to Heaven and ask me why.

Mute wood puppet with glass eyes and wingless heart
dances on stage of flashing rainbow lights,
devil transformed to angel through our eyes,
so crash back in Heaven and ask me why.

Ask me why we must live and we must die.
Ask me how to weave wings so we can fly.

Star Soul sails beyond bounds of broken worlds
and floats in frail tin can across galaxies
that weave sticky web of our dreaming brains
so run lost from Heaven and ask me why.

Gaze backward in mirror of flashing eyes
and see you are Star Soul of Planet Earth
who invents doors so we can try to fly
so escape ice Heaven and ask me why.

Ask me why we must live and we must die.
Ask me how to weave wings so we can fly.

If you are real Star Soul of Planet Earth
you read in old books secret of rebirth
by planting seed in wasteland soil of death
so breathe air of Heaven and ask me why.

I carve from my bones wall of paradise
and stand vigilant at electric gate
where Elite children of El may hide free
so climb gate of Heaven and ask me why.

Ask me why we must live and we must die.
Ask me how to weave wings so we can fly.

When you wander blind in labyrinth of fear,
clawing at darkness for jewels of truth,
discover your Star Soul in shell of love
so break free from Heaven and ask me why.

Following footsteps of Orpheus I crawl
labyrinth of our hearts through mirrors and doors
and find face of God reflected in ours,
so build your own Heaven and ask me why.

Ask me why we must live and we must die.
Ask me how to weave wings so we can fly.

I fly my star ship to bright crystal shell
where stars spew fountains of sustaining light
but I crack through shell to infinite space,
so stay safe in Heaven and ask me why.

Now that you know with faith based on research
we are Star Soul that our mothers create,
wear your own mask of God that you design,
so perform in Heaven and ask me why.

Ask me why we must live and we must die.
Ask me how to weave wings so we can fly.

Star Soul who fell to Earth on broken wings
trudges weeping in labyrinth of glass doors
and calls our secret names from silent rooms
so gather in Heaven and ask me why.

Rising from our graves, we climb hill of skulls,
and dance in rain around flames of desire
to chant new spells he wrote to voice our love,
so party in Heaven and ask me why.

Ask me why we must live and we must die.
Ask me how to weave wings so we can fly.