Rivers In My Heart

Rivers In My Heart
© Surazeus
2022 02 06

Because I carry rivers in my heart, 
and weep for every person who has died 
so their new bodies may sprout from the Earth, 
I ebb and flow with the ocean of life 
in harmony with our mothers who name 
our bodies as we flow into this world. 

Because I sing with rivers in my mouth, 
naming every person who ever lived 
as water contained in body of flesh, 
I muse about electric flash of soul 
that spirals in bright neurons of my brain 
as waves that break against the ocean shore. 

Seized by the ancient spirit of this Earth 
that bubbles in fountains from my soft skin, 
I walk along the winding water stream 
that leads me from the mountain to the sea 
so I can measure universe of things 
that glimmer as I hum in evening glow. 

My eyes perceive whole shape of seething things 
that quiver as water in shell of flesh 
when sunlight slants through prism of my soul 
on psychic beams of conscious solitude 
when echoes recoil back from cosmic sign 
conflating fractured shards of dreamless eyes. 

Because I pulse with rivers in my heart, 
while gazing through veil of being to perceive 
conceptual essence of atomic swirls,
I call to castaways on ocean shore 
who rise from shadow of the sunlit sand 
to walk with urgent ebb of hungry hope. 

Through endless cycles of returning tides 
that swirl around my body on hot sand 
my spirit evolves from glistening slime, 
fish to lizard to mouse to cat to ape 
to wingless angel dancing wild in wind, 
bodies flowing through bodies of our mothers. 

Prismatic colors of my flashing brain 
sparkle in eternal darkness of time 
as temporary flame of conscious mind 
that flows through my body in surging stream 
of water falling from Heaven to Earth 
which explodes into apples I consume. 

The Deathless Mother of the ocean mind 
calls my eternal name in gusts of wind 
as bodies evolve from immortal genes 
to nurture conscious sense of my I Am, 
so I sing my hour on stage of desire, 
then vanish back into womb of the world.