Saturday, December 28, 2024

Seraph Of Freedom

Seraph Of Freedom
© Surazeus
2024 12 28

Alone in sprawling city maze of myths, 
where billions of people live in one dream, 
Shekhinah sings solemn hymns no one hears 
that vibrate invisible waves of love 
to weave our minds in tapestry of faith 
so everyone sings in world harmony. 

Spreading white angelic swan wings with hope, 
which swirl around her body in bright flames, 
Shekhinah floats over city of towers, 
tall radiant seraph with star-diamond eyes 
who beams stream of atoms as chemicals 
that energize our brains with dreams of love. 

Old woman on the park bench by the elm 
opens her eyes, blinking in evening light, 
to watch children play on the jungle gym 
while their mothers discuss psychology, 
then raises her old wrinkled hand to shade 
sunrays that glimmer with angelic form. 

Breathing deep to savor sweet scent of flowers, 
old woman grunts from the effort to rise, 
then shuffles slowly with cute families 
who stroll around the lake in evening glow 
as thousands of lights on trees and wire frames 
flash on to illuminate all their souls. 

Struggling to walk as she leans on her cane, 
old woman with white hair and silver eyes 
walks ten thousand years around the lake 
while children run past, lithe young girls skip, 
and sweet lovers take selfies with eye-phones, 
who swirl around her in blur of desire. 

Though I am not sure as sun on the lake 
if I am still alive this dazzling hour, 
I feel immortal spirit of pure light 
emanate from each beat of my old heart, 
for I remember when mankind first rose 
from Lake of Dreams to eat from Tree of Life. 

I see you coming for me now, blind Death, 
she whispers as young boy on swift skateboard 
collides with old woman among the crowd 
which knocks her back so hard she cracks her head 
and bleeds holy spirit on the sidewalk 
till Phoebus cradles her head with his coat. 

Police arrest the young boy for manslaughter, 
while thousands of people from everywhere 
attend funeral of the lonely old woman 
who floats above them as Seraph of Freedom, 
spreading white angelic swan wings with hope 
that energize our hearts with songs of love. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus plays lyre of Mercury at the funeral of Shekhinah held on grim winter evening before the fall of the American Empire.

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