Consort Through Synergy © Surazeus 2023 03 04 She always wakes at dawn with crowed alarm in tune with eerie message of the charm, so when she wears the simple farmgirl dress she floats on angel wings of happiness, and milks the cows while birds chirp in the oak, then strides to town wearing long wolf-fur cloak. When star-eyed hawk on wings of ardent faith swoops down from castle of the faceless wraith she whistles sharp with austere attitude to reprimand with noble amplitude the haughty prince who sneers on prancing horse back at the peasant girl whose style seems coarse. With clash of wills in fierce opposing stance both prince and farmgirl exchange irate glance through irritated outrage of contempt, accusing each other in harsh attempt to outwit their enemy with attack till their hearts tangle in romantic wrack. Drenched in the sudden gust of freezing rain, both prince and farmgirl race along the lane to shelter safe in old abandoned shack where they crouch as she shares her morning snack of apples and cheese while the lightning flash glitters with passion in the stormy splash. Tramping together in dark tangled woods, both prince and farmgirl, wearing leather hoods, search for pool that predicts future events to understand what Moon Rose represents, bickering as they solve all problems they face till psychic tension transforms into grace. Discovering conspiracy of cruel greed his uncle contrives with lust to succeed, both prince and farmgirl evade his attacks in survival mode to the grand climax where side by side they break his tyranny through battle they wage with bold irony. Hearts bonded by their battle against hate, both prince and farmgirl, entangled by fate, work together to restore state of peace based on program that nurtures wealth increase because their minds consort through synergy to manage productive society. She always wakes at dawn with belled alarm in tune with eerie message of the charm, so when she wears silk gown and jeweled crown she helps him rule productive castle town, ensuring every person may live well by building Heaven on ruins of Hell.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Saturday, March 4, 2023
Consort Through Synergy
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