Thursday, March 14, 2024

Salvation From The Rain

Salvation From The Rain
© Surazeus
2024 03 14

Through artistic measurement of Mankind 
blind seers who rearrange our naked souls 
present our fragile hope of hostile joy 
in frame of reference bound by ancient laws 
that men on mounds of skulls declare as rule 
by which we seek salvation from the rain. 

To preserve geography of our flesh 
that curves beyond our understanding minds 
we choose how we would see the changing world 
as vital resource we extract with hands 
that could sustain compassion of our souls 
when we achieve salvation from the rain. 

Old woman stepping from wood portrait frame 
leaves bombed museum with her dreams intact 
while clutching suitcase of torn photographs 
to walk past war tanks, mangled on the road, 
where skeletons dance with rainbows of despair, 
to discover salvation from the rain. 

Waiting for the brutal world war to end, 
her daughter sits by cracked window of time 
and sews world map on pillow of her hope 
that shows how roads and rivers interact 
to nourish cities bombed to dusty ruins 
which could provide salvation from the rain. 

While reading empty book of history, 
which presents maps that show how haughty kings 
killed people to claim moral victory, 
she ponders how our lives could intersect 
so we can weave new life from harsh defeat 
to utilize salvation from the rain. 

Assembling diorama of her lost life, 
the little girl in dirt-stained yellow dress 
fills miniature house with new furniture 
where dolls can play cute drama of her heart, 
on cluttered yard beside her bombed-out house, 
if she procures salvation from the rain. 

Attentive to flight of the martial hawk, 
that watches humans battle over land, 
the young girl bears the cold sea in her hands 
to scatter waterdrops on stark white hills 
for olive trees to sprout from fractured skulls, 
to encourage salvation from the rain. 

Eager to hear stones of the Earth speak truth, 
I stand before abandoned castle shells 
to dream lost memories my ancestors lived 
that explain why I built it with my hands 
in hostile wilderness of monstrous men, 
then discover salvation from the rain. 


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