Strange Voice Of Infinity

Strange Voice Of Infinity
© Surazeus
2019 03 03

Calm eerie glow of the gold candle flame 
contains in silent eye of solitude 
ethereal passion of wisdom wound tight 
with perfect elegance of naked truth. 

Alone in darkness of the silent night, 
she listens to voice of infinity 
speaking from nothingness of flowing time 
when all change ceases in calm starless gloom. 

The wild tornado crashed across the sky, 
pouring torrents of rain on muddy yards, 
and fierce winds howled around indifferent trees, 
shaking thousands of frail homes with cruel laughter. 

Perhaps aggressive force of brutal wind 
battered the power plant with spiraling coils, 
disrupting quick flow of electric currents 
so thousands of homes huddle in dark gloom. 

Every night for many years of my life 
light glowed to illuminate secret heart 
of my inner sanctum so I watched shows 
on television after cooking food. 

For ten thousand years my ancestors lived 
in houses lit by nothing more than fires 
in stone hearths, or flames of candles or lamps, 
till we strung wires on poles across the land. 

Now we feed hot volts of electric power 
to make our quaint homes glow with constant light 
so fridges hum and televisions flash 
as we play out the dramas of our lives. 

But then this wild tornado whirling through 
smashed the electric plant that powered our homes 
so now I sit in darkness of past eras 
and hear strange voice of infinity sing. 

How strange to think that we could lose this power, 
that surges bright in currents through vast web 
of copper wires hanging from tall wood poles, 
and plunge again into another dark age. 

I walk outside fragile shell of my home 
and stand on wet lawn under dripping trees 
to gaze at last orange flames of weird sunlight 
which flash calm across swirls of black rain clouds. 

Thousands of houses that usually glow 
with vibrant tales peeking through curtain veils 
vanish in silent gloom of swelling clouds 
that loom indifferent to our aching hopes. 

I hear strange voice of infinity jolt 
my sponge-thick mind to consciousness of truth 
swelling out bright from bottomless abyss 
to expand first flash into our White Whole.