Eyes Of The Singing Sea
© Surazeus
2019 01 09
The silver cube glows on flat sandy plain
where white ravens consume ethereal rain
and land on frail limbs of Nevermore Tree
to explain secret of the vanished sea.
The blind girl who collects broken owl wings
walks slowly to where the tongueless boy sings
and lays the book of feathers at his feet
then sits on the stone where three rivers meet.
The boy devours the book and grows nine tongues
while waiting for the girl who breaks the rungs
of one hundred ladders bracing the wall
that scatters as tears of the waterfall.
They walk together on the signless road,
hoping to avoid the metallic toad
which sucks black blood from deep heart of the Earth
while they clutch apple seeds at the cold hearth.
The wizard who planted garden of trees
extracts voices of ghosts from silver breeze
and hides them in the throbbing hearts of girls
who carve faces of children on huge pearls.
The boy remembers why wild ocean waves
leave secret masks in ice-sealed mountain caves
so he weaves feathers in long cloak of faith
to reveal true name of the glow-cloud wraith.
The girl remembers why swift forest roots
curl around diamonds to design new routes
where children of the dead god go to play
in ruined fortress of the sunless day.
The girl and boy hold hands in slant of light
to navigate vast labyrinth of hawk flight
that leads them to the ancient pearly gate
where no one calculates our cosmic fate.
When she discovers the Nevermore Tree
that grows from rotting tomb of Liberty
she chants new riddling spell to blossom brains
with mushroom spores that sprout on gold rye grains.
She molds my body from her hopes and fears
that help me reconstruct weird biospheres
so I design new Heaven on lost world
aligned with fractal spirals of eyes curled.
I gaze at screen in silver cube of time
where evolution blossoms through rain rhyme
so I become their new Nevermore Tree
bubbling up from eyes of the singing sea.
Each couple who made love to create me
walks together on shore of my brain sea
so I remember hour they fell in love
to generate eyes of the singing sea.
© Surazeus
2019 01 09
The silver cube glows on flat sandy plain
where white ravens consume ethereal rain
and land on frail limbs of Nevermore Tree
to explain secret of the vanished sea.
The blind girl who collects broken owl wings
walks slowly to where the tongueless boy sings
and lays the book of feathers at his feet
then sits on the stone where three rivers meet.
The boy devours the book and grows nine tongues
while waiting for the girl who breaks the rungs
of one hundred ladders bracing the wall
that scatters as tears of the waterfall.
They walk together on the signless road,
hoping to avoid the metallic toad
which sucks black blood from deep heart of the Earth
while they clutch apple seeds at the cold hearth.
The wizard who planted garden of trees
extracts voices of ghosts from silver breeze
and hides them in the throbbing hearts of girls
who carve faces of children on huge pearls.
The boy remembers why wild ocean waves
leave secret masks in ice-sealed mountain caves
so he weaves feathers in long cloak of faith
to reveal true name of the glow-cloud wraith.
The girl remembers why swift forest roots
curl around diamonds to design new routes
where children of the dead god go to play
in ruined fortress of the sunless day.
The girl and boy hold hands in slant of light
to navigate vast labyrinth of hawk flight
that leads them to the ancient pearly gate
where no one calculates our cosmic fate.
When she discovers the Nevermore Tree
that grows from rotting tomb of Liberty
she chants new riddling spell to blossom brains
with mushroom spores that sprout on gold rye grains.
She molds my body from her hopes and fears
that help me reconstruct weird biospheres
so I design new Heaven on lost world
aligned with fractal spirals of eyes curled.
I gaze at screen in silver cube of time
where evolution blossoms through rain rhyme
so I become their new Nevermore Tree
bubbling up from eyes of the singing sea.
Each couple who made love to create me
walks together on shore of my brain sea
so I remember hour they fell in love
to generate eyes of the singing sea.
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