Hawk Wizard Of Stonehenge
© Surazeus
2018 03 14
Sultry heat radiates from the huge Black Hole
that sucks all light into its compact void
to emanate hologram of galaxies,
projecting conscious souls in glamorous masks
who sing together in harmonious tune
when the Hawk Wizard soars among bright stars.
I dream the large scale structure of Space-Time
that shimmers in the neurons of my brain
where every conscious soul who ever lived
contributes to the flowing stream of dreams
that flash across the crystal of my eye
when the Hawk Wizard sings the names of stars.
Leaping off the Cliff of Insanity,
I dive in bottomless abyss of time
and surf swift waves of relativity
to spiral tight in singularity
where the First Flash of consciousness awoke
when the Hawk Wizard divides death by zero.
I dream the First Flash of our Universe
through the Flaring Forth of atomic seeds
at spewing of all matter from the Eye
that designs geometry of the Cosmos,
weaving atoms in the fabric of souls
when the Hawk Wizard calculates the curve.
Since Black Wholes radiate my brain neurons
in swirling waves of fruits on blooming trees,
we hold hands and dance in tall ring of stones
to sing old tales of heroes in the stars
preserved in constellations of our souls
when the Hawk Wizard weaves the multiverse.
Stephen Hawking describes the grand design
how helium inflates into matrix of stars
flaring forth from the pulse of the first flash
in heartbeat of construction and destruction
through spontaneous creation of our souls
when the Hawk Wizard flies on angel wings.
© Surazeus
2018 03 14
Sultry heat radiates from the huge Black Hole
that sucks all light into its compact void
to emanate hologram of galaxies,
projecting conscious souls in glamorous masks
who sing together in harmonious tune
when the Hawk Wizard soars among bright stars.
I dream the large scale structure of Space-Time
that shimmers in the neurons of my brain
where every conscious soul who ever lived
contributes to the flowing stream of dreams
that flash across the crystal of my eye
when the Hawk Wizard sings the names of stars.
Leaping off the Cliff of Insanity,
I dive in bottomless abyss of time
and surf swift waves of relativity
to spiral tight in singularity
where the First Flash of consciousness awoke
when the Hawk Wizard divides death by zero.
I dream the First Flash of our Universe
through the Flaring Forth of atomic seeds
at spewing of all matter from the Eye
that designs geometry of the Cosmos,
weaving atoms in the fabric of souls
when the Hawk Wizard calculates the curve.
Since Black Wholes radiate my brain neurons
in swirling waves of fruits on blooming trees,
we hold hands and dance in tall ring of stones
to sing old tales of heroes in the stars
preserved in constellations of our souls
when the Hawk Wizard weaves the multiverse.
Stephen Hawking describes the grand design
how helium inflates into matrix of stars
flaring forth from the pulse of the first flash
in heartbeat of construction and destruction
through spontaneous creation of our souls
when the Hawk Wizard flies on angel wings.
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