Saturday, November 16, 2024

Vastness Of All-Time

Vastness Of All-Time
© Surazeus
2024 11 16

Mysterious spirit of the butterfly 
that descends from glow of the wordless sun 
fills me with visions of ten billion Earths 
teeming with countless variations of me, 
each one thinking about the rest of us, 
our brains connected in vast web of light. 

We give each other names of loneliness 
that sound like water rippling over stones 
to conjure spirits of immortal genes 
who wake as characters in unread books, 
each me-clone talking to its mirror self, 
our hearts beating with song of ocean waves. 

Exquisite wokeness beaming from my eyes 
illuminates each object my mind names 
with pure compassion for all living beings 
who wonder who they are as they gaze up 
at face of World Mother on the bright moon, 
eyes shining with story we hope to live. 

We call each other in the swirling fog 
while lost in nightmare of what we fear most 
till, trapped in teardrop of the hungry god, 
we float through sleepness of eternity, 
each conscious being across the universe 
alone on worlds in vastness of all-time. 

I float in surging ocean waves of bliss, 
aware of aching hope inside my heart 
that urges me to rise with gasping breath 
to stand on two legs in soft gust of wind, 
then I cry out with anguish of desire 
to face of light that shimmers in the sky. 

Alone on Earth in vastness of all-time, 
I study endless beach of silver sand, 
then climb tree roots up high steep cliff 
to stand on upper world of apple trees 
where serpents hiss when I reach out my hand 
and snatch sweet fruit to eat soul of the sky. 

Since I climbed from womb of the mother sea 
one million years ago before today 
I have walked ten times around spinning Earth 
through fifty thousand lives of mortal bodies, 
each child reincarnation of my god-soul 
till I remember every life today. 

The mask of each ancestor in my genes 
reveals contours of their experiences 
in my own special face I wear today, 
amazed I am but one brief flash of life 
awake with conscious glow of the sun-soul 
in my small brain that soon will flicker out. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus meets his billion doppelgangers from every world in vastness of all-time for a picnic on Planet Zarathia.

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