Monday, January 8, 2024

Beauty Of The Falling Snow

Beauty Of The Falling Snow
© Surazeus
2024 01 08

With sudden beauty of the falling snow 
that blossoms soundlessly from bleak despair 
I smile at crazy weirdness of our world 
where people break conventions of respect 
to fight against oppression of desire 
though our bones are all forged from the same snow. 

Though our bones are all forged from hungry snow, 
woven in skeletons by angel hands, 
we walk together to the forest pool 
to make out among flowers of true love, 
bodies kissed by our own butterfly hearts 
so we become the songs sad sparrows sing. 

If we become the songs wild sparrows sing 
before explosion of the morning sun 
redesigns the world we once thought was real, 
we could unlock the home we want to share, 
and live together in silence of trust 
while the sun mocks love with indifferent glow. 

Since the sun sparks love with transcendent glow 
we organize chaos of hot desire 
into consensual routine of charged hope 
to weld our bodies into wise offspring 
who embody unspoken lust to live 
before the Earth is swallowed by the sun. 

Though the Earth will be swallowed by the sun 
billions of years after this timeless hour, 
we will hold hands and walk the signless road 
from ancient homeland our ancestors named 
to escape invaders stealing our dreams 
in our endless search to find paradise. 

Through our frantic search to find paradise 
we colonize valleys thick with fruit trees 
where we build our homes on lush river shores 
to claim this land as ours since dawn of time, 
determined to destroy mute gangs of thieves 
who still hide in shadows of nameless fear. 

We still hide in shadows of urgent fear, 
struggling to survive in dire poverty 
while the man who claims he owns everything 
parades around to display superior strength 
till we rebel against authority 
that bombs our homes to rubble of lost tales. 

They bomb our homes to rubble of false tales, 
but we rise up again on burning wings 
to build Paradise on ruins of Hell 
where glowing skeletons of angels dance 
to celebrate birth of messiah sleuth 
with sudden beauty of the sparkling snow. 


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