Truth-Wounded Heart

Truth-Wounded Heart
© Surazeus
2025 04 04

Ten thousand waves crash against island rocks, 
adjusting righteous order of door locks 
with broken masks of arrogant disdain 
that reflect spirits of humans in rain 
who give each other stones with secret names 
to understand the horse no devil tames. 

Ten thousand winds swirl trees on rugged hills, 
expanding consciousness of human wills 
with rich experience each ancestor lives, 
recorded in our brains, which pain retrieves 
to program how we analyze events, 
that threaten our lives, with bold confidence. 

Yet still rock of salvation bears my soul 
with nurturing passion through maternal role 
that provides support so I can stay strong 
when I get entangled by right and wrong 
in staged performance I am forced to play 
by earless Fate who mocks me when I pray. 

So I map web of roads that bind the Earth 
in social communes based on psychic worth 
we explicate with volatile contempt 
despite our request to remain exempt 
from patient attitude of honest Death 
who stalks me while I practice with deep breath. 

Thus I dispense with meaning spelled by words 
in mental tunes charming as songs of birds 
to focus your attention on this spell 
compiled by serpentine runes in the well 
that brims with water of the sacred Earth 
through revelation of our second birth. 

Awake this sultry Appalachian eve, 
I teach my truth-wounded heart how to grieve 
when nations collapse into civil war 
since some have nothing when others want more 
in legal game of theft employed with tricks 
since every soul must cross the bloody Styx. 

Sometimes I want to pack my memories 
and sail back east across the stormy seas 
with plan to return to my first homeland 
where apple trees bloom I tended by hand, 
but land of Scythia is under attack, 
so I lament I can never go back. 

Thus I remain in land where I was born, 
though our great Constitution has been torn, 
to build from ruins of America 
inclusive state of free Zarathia 
where everyone lives together in peace 
with the Holy Grail and the Golden Fleece.