Blaze Their Own Trail © Surazeus 2023 09 30 When I was young, bursting with eager hope, I could not then appreciate inner beauty glowing from passionate hearts of the old, forged into gold by life-affirming flames of dramatic experience which transforms foolish youth into wise actors of wisdom. Fierce passion to transcend this mundane life fuels forward-leaping quest of my rash heart to leave safe walls of Heaven with bold plan, based on audacious enterprise of faith, to follow signless way my fathers blazed to where first mothers rose from lake of dreams. With dauntless confidence of the blithe fool I vault high walls of paradise to race back east eight thousand miles to first homeland, from land where I was born in Oregon to Scythia where my ancestors woke from dream ten thousand years ago in mist of time. Yet somewhere in lush Appalachian hills I now dwell with two children and my wife, designing maps that model world of dreams to nurture their progress on road of hope creating art that mirrors state of mind which drives our bodies to generate life. I walk vales formed one billion years ago where giant spiders and long dragons roamed high jagged peaks as crackling thunderstorms hurled diamond raindrops smoothing them to hills that shimmer green in gentle twilight glow as I lounge on back porch and strum guitar. Fierce energy to explore spinning world long drives me forward on quest to find truth till I find mate to generate new life, so we establish productive routine to nurture children through wise adulthood, then we relax in paradise we build. As I fade into twilight of old age my children glow with energy of youth that drives them forward on long road of faith which our ancestors blaze since dawn of time, till I sleep forever in grave of dreams, heart glowing with strange beauty of this Earth. So though I sleep forever in moist soil somewhere along road my ancestors walk, body tangled in roots of apple trees, immortal soul of genes that forms my brain resurrects in descendants of my heart who blaze their own trail back to paradise.
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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