Adam Naming Things

Adam Naming Things
© Surazeus
2024 12 21

I pretend I am Adam naming things 
so I can make things happen without words, 
but many things happen against my will 
so I keep quiet and go with the flow, 
steering boat of fate on river of time 
with my telephone-wire sunset of faith. 

Somewhere along the endless flow of change 
I row my boat ashore from River Styx 
to explore meadows of Elysium 
where love reveals essential state of life 
inherent in expression of the Force 
which I apply to conjure paradise. 

Each morning when I wake from dream of light 
I assess sun-streaked clouds in the dawn sky 
and state who I want to become today, 
then perform my role in our social play 
that never goes the way I planned at first 
so I am someone else by end of day. 

The only body parts I can see well 
are these hands I use to transform the world 
by rearranging landscape elements 
so I create Cosmopolis of hope 
where children invent games of politics 
when someone crowns himself King of the Hill. 

Though I invent with hope inside my mind 
the way I want our spinning world to be, 
when I explore the world beyond my home 
I discover weird landscapes of despair, 
so I map the real world as it is now, 
then shape my soul to match its destiny. 

The map I draw to imitate the world 
spills off table of curiosity 
in jagged tree-bound coasts lashed by wild waves 
where I follow rivers to mountain peaks 
so I can see the world outside my mind 
casting shadows of ideas in my heart. 

Across span of three hundred thousand years 
my ancestors walked, exploring the Earth, 
from Egypt east along world mountain range 
to Guilin where I climbed to reach the sky, 
then northwest to the rugged Caucasus, 
and west across Europe to Oregon. 

I followed the Sun to edge of the world 
to discover where she rises from the sea, 
then followed the Sun west the other way 
to discover the Earth is a round globe 
that spins around the giant glowing sun, 
so now I know who I have always been.