Wednesday, November 15, 2023

Universal Face Of I Am

Universal Face Of I Am
© Surazeus
2023 11 15

When sorrow falls from the empty blue sky 
children climb up dark narrow stairs of faith 
where they see the old raven man express 
weird purity of moonlight on bleak snow 
as if we should jump from the highest point 
to find unburied treasure of the dead. 

If passion walks backward on the blind road 
children emerge from trunks of rotten trees 
to pretend they are bees that fly from eye 
of someone standing on the misty shore 
though no one wants to measure apple groves 
where dead people sit by the pool and chat. 

Since silence screams from blind eye of the moon 
children open and close ten thousand doors 
too soon to explicate unopened books 
yet count the strangers we want to be friends 
as if we could be ghosts on silver screens 
eager to perform stark ritual of death. 

Yet no one remembers strange melody 
sung by the sea waves when the rising sun 
creates the universe our eyes perceive 
in fractured mirror of our holy minds 
so we drive the car on long winding road 
that leads down from the door we never find. 

Why compulsive actions of bold effect 
cause misunderstandings between old friends 
no fool could explain to the smirking trees 
because ravens understand what ghosts say 
when they get stuck inside telephone lines 
that buzz soft with shocking epiphany. 

Too scrambled for people to understand 
what fools say when they stand on leafy roads 
and stare at puddles after silver rain, 
I open portal to the multiverse 
where I fall forever from the high tower 
on free-floating wings of the hungry seer. 

So tall island that hulks off rocky shore 
invites me to explore her secret cave 
where I see every movie ever filmed 
present whole history of the human race 
before we evolve into star-winged gods 
and fly awake from this planet we trash. 

Therefore old children in the feasting hall 
weep while watching the tragic play on stage 
depicting how the savior of their tribe 
feels divine spirit of consciousness glow 
clear as the fractured mirror of the moon 
where I see universal face of I Am. 


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