Image Of The Twin © Surazeus 2022 02 02 Two of everything that exists on Earth reflect conceptual image of the twin that twirls round in tumbling turbidity with torpid truculence of aching love so I see my soul radiant in your face when we kiss to transform one spiral mind. The sparkling river that forever runs, winding through lush garden of apple trees, guides my journey beyond the Promised Land to find out where the glowing sun is born through which I discover the Earth is round as the emerald that glitters in my hand. Timeless antiquity of her bright soul generates Tellurian spirit of love through each phase of evolution we bloom from luminary reflection of self with constant flowing of rebirth to death based on her omens of tempestual calm. Awake beyond performance of the myth, which allocates special factors of truth, I walk bleak desert road to Neverland with last apple of the world in my hand so I can plant by the river of skulls new Garden of Eden with sprawling schools. Each time vast city we build from one hut enslaves its population in routine, that sustains the company over people, we follow prophet of the desert well outside safe imprisoning walls of Heaven to found new colony on stolen land. Strange ache of sorrow sinking in my heart might never motivate ambitious plan to redesign state of society so every person honors equal rights since silver angels in the godless sky drop bombs on cathedrals of ancient lies. Yet still eyeless ghost of the weeping clown wanders windy halls of dark Duino Castle to play chess with Death above the wild sea while children of Icarus build new towns along the languid Mississippi River where Hermes plays banjo around the fire. Two lovers embrace in soft moonlight glow to replicate immortal souls of genes in children springing from dreams of our brains who dance with angels on the global stage till she falls nine days and nights to the sea in vain fight against nature to fly free.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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