Reason I Still Try
© Surazeus
2018 11 21
When time unravels sparkling strings of light
I rise from solitude of humming death
and dance among sun-glowing hollyhocks
though I am late for my entrance on stage
to play Ophelia for crowd of angels
who want to know real reason I still try.
I show them how the useless sky shines bright
because the sun has no alternative
but glimmer rays of photons through our brains
to generate strange consciousness of fate
so when you see me on the signless road
I will explain strange reason I still try.
On stage before the world of naked minds
I might express strange passion for fake truth
concealed inside the eggs of laughing snakes
who always know the way through maze of lies
so we must follow after if we can
to calculate new reason I still try.
Too deep into our twisting maze of fears
we walk together holding hands to taste
spring rain that shimmers in your long straight hair
so you encourage me with every smile
when we awake on beach of windy hope
and never speak the reason I still try.
Alone together in frail boat of faith
we glide on shining sea of silver light,
escaping gang of killers with sharp blades
sent by the man in high castle of stone
who tries to hide his murder of our mother
since mist now knows the reason I still try.
I never want to wear that crown again
since greedy men in large family I loved
now hunt me down in wilderness of fear
to hack off my head with violent attack
and claim that ring of jewels for their own
so I forget the reason I still try.
Now you and I alone on lake of eyes
glide far invisible through swirling mist
to live in mountain cave beyond their reach
forever safe off bloody stage of power
responsible to no one but ourselves
because we choose the reason I still try.
We cultivate in fresh soil by clear stream
apple trees and herbs to sustain our lives
and sing together in cool silver mist
where happy children of our love can play
picking bright flowers on river shore of trust
when we remember reason I still try.
© Surazeus
2018 11 21
When time unravels sparkling strings of light
I rise from solitude of humming death
and dance among sun-glowing hollyhocks
though I am late for my entrance on stage
to play Ophelia for crowd of angels
who want to know real reason I still try.
I show them how the useless sky shines bright
because the sun has no alternative
but glimmer rays of photons through our brains
to generate strange consciousness of fate
so when you see me on the signless road
I will explain strange reason I still try.
On stage before the world of naked minds
I might express strange passion for fake truth
concealed inside the eggs of laughing snakes
who always know the way through maze of lies
so we must follow after if we can
to calculate new reason I still try.
Too deep into our twisting maze of fears
we walk together holding hands to taste
spring rain that shimmers in your long straight hair
so you encourage me with every smile
when we awake on beach of windy hope
and never speak the reason I still try.
Alone together in frail boat of faith
we glide on shining sea of silver light,
escaping gang of killers with sharp blades
sent by the man in high castle of stone
who tries to hide his murder of our mother
since mist now knows the reason I still try.
I never want to wear that crown again
since greedy men in large family I loved
now hunt me down in wilderness of fear
to hack off my head with violent attack
and claim that ring of jewels for their own
so I forget the reason I still try.
Now you and I alone on lake of eyes
glide far invisible through swirling mist
to live in mountain cave beyond their reach
forever safe off bloody stage of power
responsible to no one but ourselves
because we choose the reason I still try.
We cultivate in fresh soil by clear stream
apple trees and herbs to sustain our lives
and sing together in cool silver mist
where happy children of our love can play
picking bright flowers on river shore of trust
when we remember reason I still try.
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