Our God Of Water © Surazeus 2023 01 05 The ancient river that flows through my soul winds around the Earth for billions of years weaving memories of the rain in my brain for each waterdrop in my body now has sparked life in bodies of living souls four hundred million years of spinning time. Every drop of water inside my body, which refracts bright rainbow of the first flash, has swirled in the sea, floated in the sky, fallen to the Earth, flowed in winding streams, saturated fruit, and nurtured live bodies millions of times since we evolved from fish. The conscious spirit of each living being fueled by every waterdrop in my body vibrates with energy of the big bang preserved by water sparkling in my cells so all their memories of pleasure and pain permeate my being with divine mind of truth. The memories of each being who lived and died four hundred million years of spinning time vibrate in every waterdrop that glows this hour in pulsing cells that form my soul so I feel all of them inside my mind preserving timeless soul of the white whole. I close my eyes, face up to falling rain, and feel vibrant energy of the dead in every waterdrop splashing my face that once nurtured their life in spin of time as they now nurture my life with pure light so I feel them all glowing in my brain. The ancient river flowing through our bodies has flowed through bodies of trillions of beings who lived and died over millions of years so we are temporary blooms of life swollen with vivid energy of water who manifest youthful spirit of rain. My body incarnates water of time for water wants to glow with consciousness when drops of liquid sparkle in my brain and sing eloquent sentences of words that translate clatter of the flowing wave so I hear tune of love in splash of rain. Our God of Water glows awake in me with heightened consciousness of humming hope so I drink water of immortal soul that flushes throughout fabric of my being, then sing the timeless melody of water as the ancient river flows through my soul.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Thursday, January 5, 2023
Our God Of Water
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