Flute Of Forgetfulness

Flute Of Forgetfulness
© Surazeus
2024 12 31

I want to watch first sunrise of this year 
from bottom of the sea in purple haze 
where my genes were formed from spiraling coils 
that vibrate with ancient song of the sun 
which flares forth from first flash of the big bang 
so I can remember my secret name. 

I will shift my brain engine in high gear 
and race myself to transcend the next phase 
when I soar to Heaven on hydrofoils 
in soul journey Scythia to Oregon 
through epiphany of Nirvana twang 
so I win the regeneration game. 

When I gaze up at Mount Takoma peak 
I see bright vision of the Holy Grail 
personified as Goddess Liberty 
who gives me raven quill and scripture book 
to chronicle fall of America 
that leads to the rise of Zarathia. 

Since I have found what weeping angels seek 
beyond scope of her heart-balancing scale, 
I treasure progress through fertility 
of my family safe in tall tower rook, 
nurtured by energy of Onatah 
which binds me to my homeland Scythia. 

Though Wheel of Fortune spins much faster now 
which fuels urgent progress of social change, 
I balance flight of passion with calm reason 
to channel flow of transformative force 
by navigating obstacles of fear 
so I cross lost Bridge of Foresightedness. 

Living with my bride in forever now 
as we explore with love conceptual range 
of romance in harmony with each season, 
I map confusing landscape to the source 
of inspiration as the balladeer 
while my mate plays Flute of Forgetfulness. 

Though we are fragile flames of consciousness 
that glow our brief time on this spinning sphere, 
I savor time I spend with you in Heaven 
that we create with every choice we make 
defining fate that binds our hearts with faith, 
sharing love till we dissolve back to Earth. 

Before we vanish into nothingness, 
inspired by spirit of the pioneer, 
we follow random flight of the Moon Raven 
who guides us to dwell safe by the Dream Lake 
where our pure love is blessed by the Star Wraith 
who teaches us the secret of rebirth.