Dark Tower Of My Soul

Dark Tower Of My Soul
© Surazeus
2023 10 01

I see blind angel falling from the sky 
who cracks dream of time with bold question why, 
so I steal wings of Icarus to cry 
while I try to evade despair and fly. 
Dark tower of my soul on misty plain 
reveals stable balance of loss and gain. 

Crash of that blind angel on my land, 
still gripping scepter of truth in her hand, 
hollows cave of illusions from my mind 
so I become part of dream she designed. 
Dark tower of my soul in jagged light 
conceals ancient secrets of mental flight. 

Apart from men in lonely hall of dream, 
that wingless angel, whom I fished from stream 
with helping hand, sings sad hymns in dim tomb 
till she glows bright as full moon in gray gloom. 
Dark tower of my soul, drenched in cold grief, 
traps me with lost clan name as orphan chief. 

Still paralyzed by fear he would negate 
with tyrannical laws of global state, 
grim faceless demon who calculates fate 
growls to consume her soul with bitter hate. 
Dark tower of my soul, clear as star mirror, 
reflects my own face twisted with weird horror. 

If blind angel, fallen from glowing cloud, 
is Wisdom famished with rage of the proud, 
I ask her if she would like to be wed 
in vain attempt to guide the songless dead. 
Dark tower of my soul on ocean shore 
consoles no widow weeping by locked door. 

Bearing blind angel in comforting arms, 
I walk forever in vast maze of charms 
to shelter her in haven from harsh storms, 
but, just as I escape, our dream transforms. 
Dark tower of my soul is everywhere, 
endless rooms composed of conceptual air. 

Tending blind angel under apple tree, 
I hum assurance that she is now free, 
then she draws from my brain oneiric key 
she turns to show my soul eternity. 
Dark tower of my soul inside her heart 
comprises state of her Tellurian Chart. 

When I blow bugle of bold confidence 
that shatters framework of soul-trapping fence, 
blind angel takes my hand with loving glance 
and teaches me way of spiritual dance. 
Dark tower of my soul blooms from my grave 
so my children translate song of the star wave.