Longest Night Of The Year © Surazeus 2022 12 21 If longest night of the year reveals why the sun god dies in cycle of rebirth we can find good reason within our hearts to gather close around the glowing hearth when bleak despair freezes our minds with fear till we sing heart-warming hymns of lost faith. Since longest night of the year conceals hope with endless darkness of the starless void we walk barefoot on mirror ground of truth down to the frozen river of desire to find the last ripe apple in the world still hanging from the barren tree of knowledge. Though longest night of the year allocates just enough bread from book of secret tales to soothe mind-numbing hunger for new faith we interrogate the indifferent moon for when the holy sun will rise again as our hands bleed grasping at lurid roots. While longest night of the year clangs the bell with desperate hope to understand true love we linger at locked door of empty church to beg for salvation from the blind king who laughs at antics of the jester-priest when he mocks our prayers with a whiny voice. Till longest night of the year obfuscates sacred myths about founding of our state we choose to believe the beautiful lie that we arrived on desolate shores of hope with purpose to build new kingdom on Earth based on equal justice for every soul. Yet longest night of the year relegates credit of wealth to fierce comedian brave enough to stand against oligarchs who write laws that empower companies to enslave the people with credit cards who pray every week for their global king. So longest night of the year ridicules our endless quest to maintain liberty as natural basis for democracy which nurtures skillful talent of the mind when marginalized people choose to live with creative passion for fertile faith. Still longest night of the year cradles close these fragile bodies of humanity which conjure consciousness of dreaming brains shocked at unfairness of mortality which motivates our free will to express visions of our hearts through weird poetry.
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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