Holy Apples Of The Sun

Holy Apples Of The Sun
© Surazeus
2026 01 19

If I wake up from slumber of the sea, 
hair muddy with invective of desire, 
I slice tomatoes with sharp knife of fear 
to walk in woodlands of the singing bear 
who offers refuge to the crippled finch, 
then asks if I can ever love again. 

No strike of lightning startles me awake 
yet I feel flash of whiteness in my eyes 
so I touch cloud of fire with trembling hand 
that spawns new angel in my aching heart 
each time I draw weird meaning on the sand 
in tangled words that might console the land. 

Too awkward to remember words of faith, 
I try to heal all broken things of time 
but end up with large box of precious lies 
contrived by faceless ghosts of everywhere 
who strike my heart with guilt I cannot sell 
though I dig fingers in moist soil of fate. 

My black bones wriggle among roots of trees 
each year I reinvent the alphabet 
so we can write sad letters about hope 
borne far in boats on restless waves of tears 
because we hail from ancient land of skulls 
which gleam in shallow lake of silver fish. 

Old bearded man from hall of broken doors 
places skulls of dead tyrants on the shelf 
inside World Temple of the Laughing Skull 
so we can hear their riddles about fate 
encoded safe in solemn prophecies 
about the most evil king in the world. 

Cautious alertness of the apple girl, 
who senses danger in how sparrows fly, 
saves people of her city from attack 
when they assemble on the river shore 
and plot assassination of the thief 
who crowns himself in castle court of greed. 

Because we give each other secret names 
our bodies thrive safe from insults of thieves 
who spend their energy in frantic fear 
while we tend fields of wheat and cabbages 
since carrots sharpen vision of our eyes 
according to blind woman by the well. 

If I find holy apples of the sun 
on sacred tree of demons with snake eyes, 
I shall retrieve from cave of sparkling gems 
sweet fruit that nurtures us with energy, 
and leave them in rooms of people I love 
so they can taste eternity of love.