Indifferent Silence Of Nature

Indifferent Silence Of Nature
© Surazeus
2023 12 17

Haunted by indifferent silence of Nature, 
who smiles at me from dark gloom of the yard 
beyond frail shelter of window and door, 
I sing heart-breaking elegy of love 
with aching passion of atomic beams 
that weave my brain from memories of the sea. 

Eternal nothingness of everywhere 
shines in each atom that composes Earth 
which forms my soul at hydrothermal vents 
so I incarnate conscious hope of light 
as I rise dripping at gold flash of dawn 
from sea of dreams to touch the apple sky. 

After I pluck fruit from the tree of life 
and sit on hilltop of the dancing wind 
to eat the red sun glowing in my hand, 
I feel eternal conscious ache of love 
inspire my beating heart to spread my arms 
and race with birds that fly beyond the clouds. 

Ten million years after I was first born, 
I spring again from cave of flickering light 
to run along gold sand to swirling waves 
where dragons with sharp teeth call out my name 
as I thrust spear into their open mouths 
and roast them on my flat-top pyramid. 

Placing skull of the dragon on my head, 
I reign as god on pyramid of skulls 
while people dance around wild roaring flames 
then cheer when I slay the dragon of fear 
and roast it well for everyone to eat 
for mothers bear new children of our souls. 

Startled from dream by loud exploding blast, 
I peer over edge of the muddy trench 
at metal tanks rumbling over barbed wire 
while planes roaring across the sky drop bombs 
that blast churches and factories to ruins 
where Jesus stands blind amid blood-stained rubble. 

Lying in tall grass by the sparkling stream, 
I hold the ripe juicy apple up high 
so, when the wild horse ventures close to smell, 
I caress her nose and murmur soft words, 
then stroll beside her among meadow flowers 
to rest together in the apple grove. 

I think about her as I drive my car 
to buy ripe apples at the grocery store, 
the horse I met by the tall apple tree 
six thousand years ago in hills of Scythia, 
whose spirit gleaming in her moon-bright eyes 
haunts me with indifferent silence of Nature.