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Thursday, February 6, 2025

Ritual Of Remembrance

Ritual Of Remembrance
© Surazeus
2025 02 06

To perform ritual of remembrance well 
in quiet darkness of the window light 
we hide our sorrows in clear candle flame 
reflected in clean mirror of our hearts 
that shines shocked with unpredictable will 
encased in pearl of wisdom we must share. 

Through miraculous constancy of faith 
we try to merge opposing force of will 
in swirled cooperation of respect 
that maps conceptual landscape of our love 
where bounds of our alien countries meet 
as sunlight in small raindrop on frail leaf. 

With accidental verve of vital hope 
I ascend spiral staircase of sunbeams, 
built on associations of key thoughts, 
that rises from substantial well of dreams 
which dissipate as mist in morning light 
so I hold crumbles of dirt in my hands. 

Enormous dragon rising from deep sea 
grips silver Saturn rocket in sharp claws 
while trundling clumsily across soft sand 
to explore Euclidean complexity 
of brains that generate Realm of Ideas 
where anything we think is possible. 

Our eyes can measure with alacrity 
of cheerful love for our indifferent world 
impossible curves of light rays that beam 
from ancient stars so far away in space 
they all burned out millions of years ago 
though they still twinkle in our empty sky. 

Entangled in sunlight of swirling waves, 
we dream beginning of our carbon souls 
connecting through genetic coils of hope 
in bubbling flash of hydrothermal vents 
to map our quest four hundred million years 
evolving from fish into wingless angel. 

Bored of hot timeless heat on sandy beach, 
we clash two rocks with rhythmic attitude, 
and laugh with startled delight when bright sparks 
of fallen stars erupt in graceful flames 
which we obtain to transform soil of Earth 
in vast network of computing machines. 

Clear questions of desire could clarify 
distorted assumptions of hungry hope 
when we communicate needs we fulfill 
as we seek mate to generate new life 
so we continue reproducing souls 
as long as Earth teems with organic life. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus lounges on the beach with James Merrill as they discuss socio-psychology of the American Soul.

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