Sphinx On The Way Ahead

Sphinx On The Way Ahead
© Surazeus
2022 12 28

She wonders what the weird world would be like 
if time keeps swirling wild as ocean waves, 
but then steps off the bus and up the stairs 
to sit in class and study static truths. 
Bound by the clock to trod the way ahead, 
she keeps on living till she must fall dead. 

Splashed sense of ocean in her hollow heart 
envelops her with sweet sagacity, 
so she assures each dreamless soul she meets 
that time will resurrect our vanity. 
Consulting old maps for the way ahead, 
she forgets all the history she has read. 

Secluded in house of ancestral bones 
with false memories that veil eternity, 
she strives with every god who falls as rain 
to climb the golden stairway to the sky. 
Searching ancient books for the way ahead, 
she translates forgotten songs of the dead. 

Lost past the teenage years of angry hope 
with eyes that understand the dawn of time, 
she peers through gray eyes at the rainbow world 
to calculate what nothing is now worth. 
Accepting lies that hide the way ahead, 
she lounges at home with the Book of Dread. 

Making room on shelves in the sunlit room 
where cats and ghosts in shadows of time lurk, 
she ponders meaning of life she designs 
with clever riddles through obscurity. 
Circled by demons on the way ahead, 
she dances wild where angels fear to tread. 

Vexed by bold spirit of Methuselah 
reborn with grim face of her serious child, 
she bakes apple pies for strangers to eat 
when she visits their shacks under the bridge. 
Startled by the Sphinx on the way ahead, 
she gathers flowers to bake vital bread. 

Inviting Death with his black robe and scythe 
to sit at the kitchen table for tea, 
she explains the apparatus of time 
that has not yet assigned her hour to die. 
With each attribute for the way ahead, 
she repairs dream matrix with psychic thread. 

In love with perishable angel of truth 
because he explains atoms with fruit seeds, 
she reveals frightened wonder of her eyes 
at strange beauty of our vanishing Earth. 
Encouraged by joy on the way ahead, 
she sings as she becomes the truth unsaid.