River Boat Of Faith © Surazeus 2025 03 18 Cramped against covers of the empty book, my heart swells with love for all human beings who find themselves alive in world of dreams, so I puncture my heart with straw of faith to drain nutritious juice of charity so all thirsty souls of the world may drink. Air full of expectations we inhale, Earth nurtures our frail bodies with mute care by weaving roots of trees into our bones and filling our veins with clear mountain streams so we can still savor fathomless joy from ache of passion to dance in the rain. Celestial breath of hope inspires my heart so earthly dust that composes my soul may sparkle brightly in the morning rain as we support Empyrean of the sky in realm where ideas of eternal forms provide patterns for matter to express. Awake before rays of light illustrate pearlescent reality of desire, I reach my hands to touch the stalwart tree and feel trustworthiness of its firm truth ordinate my heart in matrix of time with eerie beauty of the phantom moon. Hope slumbers deep in structure of my bones which swell with energy from rays of dawn, so I rise to express excessive wings with exercise that constrains ache of hope to walk sandy beach of arousing breeze between the rough cliff and the sparkling sea. Abundant passion of electric tunes extracts steel sorrow from corrupted mud with tremendous shyness of holy faith through impossible occasion of fate which counters terror with intelligence to purge despair from hearts in bland surprise. Indifferent focus of attentive fear spurs forth repeated statements of respect from shadow man on river boat of faith who glides toward crystal tower above trees where Death lurks in office of bitter wealth that poisons the thief with arrogant pride. Truth knocks the weak oppressor off the throne to free our nation from his tyranny while we transplant our hearts in fields of snow where apple trees of innocence may grow from wind-flapped pages of the empty book filled now with runes of blood my heart must write.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Tuesday, March 18, 2025
River Boat Of Faith
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Orpheus builds river boat of faith from bones of dinosaurs half-buried in mud on the shore so he can sale the seven seas.
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