Energy Of Faith

Energy Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 01 07

Long graceful curves that wind writes on sand dunes 
mimic letters Manat writes on papyrus 
with horse-hair brush dipped in carbon-gummed ink, 
mixed with honey and pomegranate juice, 
which glisten in glow of the evening moon 
while she writes her songs in cave of Mount Hira. 

Descending rugged Mountain of the Light, 
face illuminated by red dawn beams, 
Manat draws water from the Zamzam Well 
and drinks sweet spirit of the silent sky, 
then murmurs spell of heart-enchanting song 
to waken memories of the dead she lost. 

Sudden gust of wind from the distant sea 
with faint scent of ancient acacia trees 
swirls her skirt around her curious legs, 
so Manat palms her hands to shield her heart 
from thrilling terror of approaching doom, 
but smiles to see no monster, but a man. 

Tall man with long black hair bound by gold ring, 
and wearing bear-fur skirt and leather straps, 
palms his hands and bows with gentle respect, 
then offers her strange fruit shaped like the sun, 
but when she hesitates he peels its strips 
and bites juicy slice to show it is safe. 

"My name is Zurvan," he points to his chest, 
then offers slice of orange, which she accepts 
and feels sweet pungent ache of ecstasy 
suffuse her soul with energy of faith 
as she consumes bright spirit of the sun 
that sparks strange visions in her dreaming eyes. 

Reaching out their hands with cautious desire, 
Manat and Zurvan interlace their fingers 
in wordless flirtation of bold respect, 
then kiss, lips soft as rose petals at noon 
connecting lone hearts in the wilderness 
to create paradise through selfless love. 

Birthing boy with her gold eyes and his hair, 
Manat suckles infant with milk of stars 
that sparkle in dewdrops on his dark skin 
while Zurvan roasts lamb on the altar stone, 
so she names their new-born child Warunas 
to honor the sea she has never seen. 

Kissing her lips, Zurvan smiles and departs, 
disappearing into hot desert wind, 
so she ascends steep Mountain of the Light 
and dwells safe in secret cave of Mount Hira 
where she teaches Warunas how to write 
letters that mimic curves wind writes on dunes.