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Saturday, February 14, 2026

Queen Juno Sospita

Queen Juno Sospita
© Surazeus
2026 02 14

Billions of voices whisper in the dark, 
expressing emotions that beat our hearts 
with wild atomic passion of desire 
to explain vision of the world we see, 
and how we hope to play our chosen role 
in global drama we create as fate. 

I try to hear what each voice has to say, 
to focus on conception of their mind 
beamed by descriptive stream of sentences 
so I may comprehend vision of truth 
that glows as virtual model of the world 
in pulsing framework of their fragile brain. 

Their individual voices, trickling bright 
as single rivulets of private thought 
that curl down verbal fields of mountain slopes, 
merge together in larger flow of dreams 
to blend in world view everybody shares 
till all our different views form one great sea. 

With deft hands trained by Muse of lyric voice 
I weave eight billion threads of conscious minds 
in global tapestry of human hope 
so all our special colors intertwined 
depict with honor Mother of Mankind 
embodied by Queen Juno Sospita. 

Our Savior Mother Queen with gleaming eyes, 
who wears goatskin cap with strength-curling horns, 
brandishes brass spear with emerald blade, 
and shakes long sun-drenched tresses with pizzaz 
while dancing on porch of her temple hall 
to melody that Phoebus strums with joy. 

Our many voices blend in one great cry 
that swells with brutal ecstasy of faith 
while we leap high toward Glow Cloud of respect 
through bold transfiguration of our souls 
from individuals desperate to survive 
to commune bonding with vision we share. 

I stand alone on cloud-veiled mountain peak, 
arms spread with joy as wings of Icarus 
to sing my truth with private voice of hope 
that channels voices of humanity 
so all conflicting dreams blend in one dream 
where every soul shares Earth as our great home. 

Because I disappear in teeming crowd 
and lose my self in vast humanity, 
I find my true self deep inside my heart 
designed by First Mother all humans share, 
for Juno Sospita wakes in us all, 
brothers and sisters on one turning world. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus directs choir of eight billion humans to sing one harmonious song of political hope for equality of justice and liberty for all.

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