Together By The Lake © Surazeus 2023 05 13 Because we walk together by the lake that still reflects stark light of the blind sun we feel strange beauty of the spinning world beam illogical honesty of love we share on journey of our lonely life with children who spring from our dreaming eyes. Though I am deaf and cancer eats your heart we walk the signless road of nevermore with tangled wings of angels long unseen to find the Promised Land that is not real except in songs the foolish faithful sing while living in simple homes by the sea. So I will light your candle in the dark which should illuminate our cave of dreams, dispelling monstrous fear of hungry death as we survive harsh trauma of attack when tyrants send loyal soldiers of war to slaughter lovers of soul liberty. All children should run free on sunlit hills and share sweet fruit of trees they tend with care, yet sons of men who survived holocausts shoot missiles at demons that haunt their dreams but kill instead the frightened innocent whose blood cries out to our hearts from the ground. The safe world of their homes, shattered by blasts of fearful arrogance, cannot protect fragile beauty of our glass skeletons though we dance in eternity of hope and sing ancestral hymns to holy saints martyred by tyrants in castles of gold. Somewhere on Earth in every faithless age fierce gangs of men with weapons of despair fight over who eats fruit from Tree of Life, killing each other to live safe and free by building empires on their privilege till Earth is strewn with singing skulls of gods. So I will fight to make this land my own, declares the frightened child who grips the stick while staring into nothingness of night to defend the land that becomes his grave while Earth keeps spinning in the starless void till I rise laughing from womb of the sea. Though I am deaf I hear song of your voice express hidden thoughts of the multitude who walk streets of vast world metropolis that mushrooms from fear sea to shining sea till our brains are wired in the world wide web because we walk together by the lake.
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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