Camera Of My Heart

Camera Of My Heart
© Surazeus
2023 12 13

I used to see our whole world upside-down, 
but when I started to take photographs 
with compassionate camera of my heart, 
I began to perceive the secret soul 
who hides behind the mask of every face 
through reverse image of our mortal minds. 

While waiting in the office of white walls 
for results that reveal mortality, 
I deconstruct strange vision of my soul 
through subjective gaze of their wordless eyes 
till I become the idol they adore 
who vanishes when the movie is done. 

The homeless vagabond in tattered dress, 
who walks every street in the city maze 
one thousand times from her birth till her death, 
stands before the gold locked cathedral door 
and sings with aching voice of raucous crows 
hymn of salvation to the deaf wood god. 

Though the old puppet-master lies in bed, 
gasping last breath of desire in this world, 
his puppets all dance around his glass tomb 
while all the films he made vanish from dream 
as fragile bubbles popping on the stream 
where his skull prophesies the end of time. 

The young girl and the lamb frolic with joy 
in the wheat field where crows talk about God 
beside crashed plane from the second world war 
that bombed the garden of the laughing goat, 
then she films farmers gathering bales of hay 
with sickles they stole from the hand of Death. 

The woman with the camera in her hand 
stands on the hill of skulls that sing our names, 
and films soldiers who storm the doorless school 
then shoot women and children in the head, 
for the flag of victory flaps in the wind 
while the crownless king on the donkey cheers. 

When the Phoenix with nuclear eyes of rage 
rises from ashes of the holocaust, 
Ezekiel drives the chariot of fire 
to crush brick houses of the nameless ghosts, 
then bombs the temple on the hill of skulls 
for thirteenth coming of messiah sleuth. 

After she finishes filming the scene, 
where people on the pyramid rejoice 
at reconstruction of the temple hall, 
the actors take off their masks and go home, 
then she walks on the left bank of the river 
to photograph the world still upside-down.