Where We All Belong

Where We All Belong
© Surazeus
2025 03 05

Attempting to climb high Ladder of Light 
to find eternity within the flower, 
I fall back into reality state 
where I seek spiritual beauty of faith 
in physical forms that molecules take 
as our bodies manifest the star wraith. 

Awake in dreamtime my brain conjures bright 
as seer of illusions in ivory tower, 
I perform my sentient Zephyrian role 
of mapping divine rhythm of the mind 
that mistakes my private plan for the goal 
my secret concept of God has designed. 

The golden-eyed toad tells me I am right, 
as I dance with Maenads in the spring shower, 
this present is not inevitable, 
though I claim reward for accomplishments 
unseen in abyss less relatable 
than world stage empty of astonishments. 

Leaping from my body in psychic flight 
to find my true love in protective bower, 
I realize I am but one tiny drop 
of spiritual energy in the world sea, 
so I work hard to tend the yearly crop 
which I guard as Loaf-Ward with the door key. 

The tree outside my window calls my name, 
so I sail vast ocean in fragile boat 
to found New Heaven in America 
as paradise I build with bleeding hands 
where I learn to plant corn from Onatah 
who weeps at foul state of her pristine lands. 

Illustrious wisdom of our social game, 
encased in hill castle with guardian moat, 
motivates my quest to unite the world 
in global community of just laws 
designed by insight of the cosmic herald 
to base justice on our Liberty Cause. 

Yet Utopian projects all fail the same, 
so I will do nothing but sulk or gloat, 
allowing humans to destroy themselves 
as they succumb to greed of tyranny 
instead of fighting ghosts with honest elves 
to preserve our global democracy. 

Ever evading thirsty vampire Fame 
to maintain system where we all can vote, 
I fly forward into the gathering storm 
on wings of laughter for transcendent song 
to wake divine spirit in mortal form 
which conjures nation where we all belong.