Remember Paradise I Lost

Remember Paradise I Lost
© Surazeus
2026 01 19

Though eight billion people inhabit Earth, 
each one speaking their own language of hope, 
I sit in voiceless silence of my home 
where I hear voices of the countless dead 
relate traumatic events of their lives 
while I record their names in book of myths. 

One more step on the bridge of silent song 
takes me beyond the bounds of paradise 
where people crowd vast maze of open doors 
that open to worlds of the multiverse 
where every human lives on their own globe 
which all swirl together in our One Earth. 

Iced pond smooth as silver eye of the witch 
reflects face of the angel without wings 
who falls to Earth from cloud of Jupiter 
and springs to life in body of my soul 
so I remember paradise I lost 
which I recreate in Heaven on Earth. 

Bright city of marble temples and halls 
that shines on summit of Acropolis, 
from which Athena reigns with sword of truth, 
projects world view of brave democracy 
based on justice and liberty for all 
which always triumphs over tyranny. 

With map Gerardus Mercator designed 
I sail bold ship across the seven seas 
by navigating straight line shore to shore 
to explore and colonize fertile lands 
assimilated in one world empire 
founded on Platonic Realm of Ideas. 

Somewhere on Earth with face no one can see 
one mortal human through humble respect 
embodies spirit of the Architect, 
divine Craftsman who programs our world view, 
managing world food-production machine 
with clear analysis of human needs. 

Tiresias explains in simple terms 
recurring world cycle of social change 
where we keep running faster every day 
in fierce competition to control land 
producing food for everyone to eat 
so I open my door to welcome Death. 

When I remember paradise I lost 
by molding metal of bright meteors 
into piston engine of time machines 
which I drive through maze of forgotten myths, 
I chronicle history of human life 
while sitting in ghostless church of the past.