Thursday, December 12, 2024

Bee Of His Soul

Bee Of His Soul
© Surazeus
2024 12 12

While ravens flutter about maple trees, 
Aurorus wanders flippantly concerned 
around tall trunks in endless spiral swirls, 
collecting eggs and mushrooms from the ground, 
thin fingers placing each with ginger care 
in poorly woven baskets on his arm. 

Wind scatters leaves along his foot-worn paths 
as if to warn him with portentous vibe 
that something terrible may soon occur, 
but young Aurorus with long tangled hair 
stays focused on acquiring from the Earth 
treasures that may energize his dim soul. 

The white horse stands alone in shallow pool 
near leafless oak tree twisted by harsh winds, 
and never moves, except to flick her tail, 
while Aurorus steps slowly toward her glow 
with Apple of Eris as gift in his hand, 
feeling as if her eyes see in his mind. 

Crack of broken branch in shadowed woods 
alerts Aurorus to beast lurking near, 
so he leaps forward just in time to shield 
white horse from bullet of arrogant fear 
fired by the sneering bandit with one eye, 
who growls startled he fails to kill his prey. 

Just as the silver bullet forged from greed 
pierces heart of Aurorus with contempt, 
his gentle innocence transforms brass shell 
to honey bee with crystal rainbow eyes 
that weaves his soul with matrix of god mind 
so he becomes aware of everything. 

Expanding mirror eye of boundless thought 
flares forth from first flash of the bright big bang 
to swell humongous womb of galaxies 
that mold gas clouds in spinning globes of hope 
which sprout organic creatures from deep seas, 
and wakes as Aurorus flat on his back. 

Staring at magic circle of the sky, 
crystal mandala interlaced with squares 
stamped with figures of alchemical runes 
that slowly spins flash of atomic gears, 
Aurorus perceives with telescope eyes 
time-flowing matrix of the universe. 

Though baskets of herbs lie strewn in the pool, 
Aurorus stands and hugs neck of the horse 
who nudges his hand for apple to eat, 
but he feels weird buzz deep inside his heart 
so he opens his mouth wide as the sky 
for bee of his soul to impregnate Earth. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus photographs young forest boy and his white horse as they stroll among maple trees along the river shore to capture strange buzz of his ethereal song.

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