All The Light I Can See © Surazeus 2023 11 06 All the light I can see burns through my heart with subtle ting of bells only I hear so I inspire ethereal wind of hope with wordless melody of flowing stream refracting weird energy of the sky congealed in Star Stone of eternity. Through incantation of harmonious hum I spell conceptual vision my eyes dream with words that tangle thoughts of social power in pulsing web of hopes our brains suppress that fuels star-spinning wheel of random fate when I choose to protect people I love. When soul-sucking wraiths of arrogant pride swirl around me with cold vampiric lust to consume energy of the Star Stone which emanates from hot core of my being, I chant harmonic spell of synergy that swirls taut hurricane spirit of love. Congruent flux of tranquil chaos spins tightly controlled surges of conceptual force when I extend sheer will of fruitful love to channel ceaseless waves of vibrant light through ocean tides of transforming intent that bloom beautiful memories in our eyes. All the light I cannot see oscillates between extreme poles of opposite truths to beam curving ribbons of lemniscate in taut geometry of spinning time that weaves my soul in matrix of star souls radiating from God Eye of our universe. On wind-plumed wings of curiosity I ride time-leaping horse of eager hope on hill-curving hippopede of desire around wide oval symmetry of faith to drink beauty from fresh Hippocrene Spring till our aching hearts bloom from one Star Stone. From flashing egg of timeless hope for love our universe expands to double-covered sphere through morphic torus of infinity where countless planets spinning in the void generate conscious beings who wake from light to join symphony of our multiverse. Serene axis of revolution binds cohesive rings in fluctuating swirls as beams that coordinate countless souls to live in harmony of honest trust which integrates aggression in bold peace to harmonize opposing wills in death.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Monday, November 6, 2023
All The Light I Can See
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