Tuesday, January 31, 2023

Build Elaborate Charity

Build Elaborate Charity
© Surazeus
2023 01 31

These many nights of chilly sunless frost 
the moon-eyed owl of demon-haunted woods 
sweeps aureate rings of turbulent desire 
to build elaborate clarity through shock 
straight from mind-expanding epiphanies 
that open panoramic thoughts of love. 

Then, with perpetual passion, undecayed 
by tarnished concepts twisting minds with hope, 
we contest secrecy of sanctioned truth 
immutable to arguments of logic, 
unperverted yet by impaired complaint, 
till fools declare themselves angels of faith. 

Forsaken figures of inviolate flight, 
bent toward proud declarations, foretold 
by flashing thoughts behind still-nameless masks, 
display ambition paced with cautious rage 
never disclosed by careless words of fear 
concealed in harbor of implicit hope. 

Though unspent motion, calculating dreams, 
yet unexpressed in blueprints for respect, 
glorified by baneful beatitudes, 
fuels aggressive force of tense reverence, 
we channel fierce esteem of sincere honor 
to bless frail souls compressed by misery. 

With accolades of voiceless friends, constrained 
at dawn by silver flash of faith, though praised 
by reborn queen of sunless afternoons, 
we measure complex maze of doorless homes 
in strict tandem with momentary faith 
on which we rebuild empire of the mind. 

No jagged cliff of long-unspoken thoughts 
could ever contain power to command 
loyal followers who, eager to obey 
visionary proverbs, help to construct 
world view that incorporates all known facts 
in comprehensive story we design. 

Each deep vibration, ringing across time 
when I strum harp strings with new-aligned pledge, 
could condense eternity in one word 
if, ever spoken by light of the moon, 
unshadows boundless truth of love undone 
by gentle kiss we wish to share at death. 

Awake in sleepless dream of Evermore, 
submerged in darkness always undeterred, 
I vault my sweeping soul of good intentions 
in maze of myths that preserves names of gods 
to exercise self-control of true faith 
with liberty in law all men would buy. 

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