Indifference Of The Sea

Indifference Of The Sea
© Surazeus
2023 08 11

Face shrouded in silk hood of honesty, 
she walks the signless road beyond her heart 
to throw her fear into the healing sea 
since wounds compose her navigation chart 
by which she searches for the Promised Land 
with last serpent egg in her red right hand. 

When she folds her heart into paper swans 
with graceful anguish of patient despair 
they float above strange sorrow of sad lawns 
where apples on the windowsill repair 
deep passion of true love in sacred key 
she forges from indifference of the sea. 

Though bitter winds of Autumn chap her lips 
with endless journey in gray ghostly streets 
she watches strangers arrive on glass ships 
with all their sorrows wrapped in tattered sheets 
at weird hour the solar eclipse reveals 
divine secrets in scrolls with broken seals. 

Yet hard moonlight of armor-piercing truth 
dispels aggressive wisdom of the shield 
she wears as mask designed by star-eyed sleuth 
who guards her fragile soul with his force field 
of brave compassion drenched in pouring rain 
contrived by tears that cleanse her heart of pain. 

Awake with whisper of wind on sand dunes, 
she meets pale Death on houseless plain of faith 
who listens while she plays heart-wrenching tunes 
with vibrant strings that wake the cosmic wraith 
so she can climb the rugged mountain slope 
in ceaseless quest to find the tree of hope. 

Yet while her mind with turmoil of desire 
seethes wild in surging tides of anxious doubt 
she strides with shy authority of fire 
to blaze with curious steps new psychic route 
by which she teaches children to accept 
finality of Death we shall respect. 

She asks Death how he knows birth of the soul 
that blooms from center of the world each hour 
we dance with cunning knowledge of the whole 
contained by beauty of the humming flower 
because we disappear into ourselves, 
reborn as dream books on library shelves. 

We were born from indifference of the sea, 
she ponders with wordless visions of love 
while sitting with Death by the apple tree, 
then describes mystery of the singing cave 
to children gazing at her with moon eyes, 
eager to learn secret of psychic keys.